Not an Orc

The cannon that Shel made seemed fine at first glance, but… it was so short! The magic cannons Ed and Vorgarag made before were much larger and robust. They relied heavily on arrays and needed the extra space.

The same should have in theory applied to this cannon, but the length was just too pitiful. It was worth noting that the length of a cannon's barrel could be correlated to velocity and range.

The current barrel length disqualified this option. Not to mention, it also looked a bit… It looked like Shel might have been fantasizing about something inappropriate while making it, given the two other attachments.

"Shel… What is this?" Ed asked somewhat exasperated. Was this his fault? Maybe he shouldn't have pushed the job onto a drunken orc.

"It's my masterpiece, I made it with you in mind!" Shel replied with a brilliant smile.