"What do you mean by those words?" Vincent asked curiously. Does she meant that the dwarves could replicate their technology completely or is it a different thing?
"Because I now know the materials and the manufacturing processes involved," Velara replied confidently. Her gaze remained fixed on Vincent, her calm demeanor still radiating an air of authority, but now it carried a hint of something more—an unmistakable certainty.
Vincent stared at her, his brow furrowing. "You mean to tell me you can build a pistol like the one I just showed you? With all its complex mechanics and materials?"
Velara's expression didn't waver. "Yes. I now understand the intricate workings of the firearm, and we have the machines capable of crafting such items in our forges. Perhaps not the same way humans do, but through our methods, we can create it."
