"But I can't be sure that person is a magician," Winters said with a wry smile.
"Come on, let's not talk nonsense between us," Pisani said, dissatisfied, and punched Winters lightly. "Just tell me, what's it actually like when spellcasters fight each other?"
"Let me think..." Winters pondered for a moment and replied, "If I have to describe it... I think it's like eggs smashing each other with hammers."
"Eggs smashing each other with hammers?" Major Moritz laughed. "That's an interesting analogy."
"I think it's exactly like that... A battle between two spellcasters is like eggs smashing each other with hammers," Winters said gravely. "No matter how powerful the magic, the bodies of spellcasters are as fragile as any other person's. A stab would make them bleed, a shot in the head would kill them. Therefore, in the battle of spellcasters, whoever strikes first lives, whoever exposes themselves first dies."
