The Elf's Grand Schemes!
"Give it a try," Blimpo said, standing up and watching with a smile.
There was some hesitation taken as Emilio was careful in lifting the steel-made railgun of mystical potency; it required his supernatural strength as it was the size of his own body, wielding with one arm.
As he wrapped his fingers around the hollow, circular grip, he then took in a breath before invoking his newer skill: [Draconic Might]
Through his veins and the flow of energy through his body, the Dragonheart blood manifested through the azure tattoos temporarily etched onto his pale skin. As the draconic force conjured, it flowed from his stomach, through his arm and into his fingertips before infusing itself into the empty gems near the handle.
Vrrrrrrrr
The newly-crafted weapon made by the two partners hummed and vibrated as it took in the draconic force seamlessly; the grooves carved in the dark-gray, sleek barrels held a bright-blue glow.