The steel frame was created, then the wooden handle and all the mechanisms inside the revolver. The only thing left was the bullets that were yet to be created, 'I don't even have an idea on how I can create the bullet!'
As soon as he said that, he was pressured by the once again, loud sound of Emily's sword hitting his shield, '… Fuc it! If I waste any more time thinking about this, the shield will break soon enough,'
He closed his eyes, placing all his focus into his creation, creating a really small magic formation inside the gun, 'First, the steel formation for the bullet shell,'
Slowly but surely, the first formation was created, even a blue colour could be seen emitting from his hand. Clang! And once again, he heard the sound of his shield resisting everything that has been thrown at it.
