Halamar's eyes widened at the sight of the strange, compact weapon Vincent held out. The SIG Sauer M17 American pistol was unlike anything the elven enchanter had ever seen.
"What manner of weapon is this?" Halamar asked, his voice tinged with both curiosity and intrigue.
Vincent held the pistol with practiced ease, demonstrating its features as he spoke. "This is a SIG Sauer M17, a semi-automatic pistol. It's a standard-issue sidearm for military personnel from where I come. It uses a magazine to store cartridges, which are then loaded into the chamber automatically as the weapon is fired."
Halamar leaned in closer, his eyes studying the weapon with fascination. "And how does it function?"