"This one would be more fun to show you." (Darren)

The elf's excitement peaked upon hearing this.

"By all means go ahead." (Tal'gor)

The elf vigorously motioned for Darren to proceed.

Darren looked around the room. He was immediately thrown off by the extravagance of the place. The far wall was fashioned into an elaborate bookshelf. The bookshelf seemed to have been fashioned after the buildings construction since a window was slightly noticeable behind the books. Two of the other walls were covered in beautiful paintings. Even the space above the door was utilized. A large great-sword was Horizontally hung above it. On the wall were the furniture was turned towards was a large fireplace. Above the fireplace hung an elaborate shield.

The shield would probably make the best example. Darren reached under his lab-coat for his concealed pistol. However it wasn't there. Shit I've been so preoccupied I hadn't noticed it was gone. Darren needed only a moment to guess that his captors had probably searched him. He turned to Tal'gor.

"Did either of those two guards happen to give you a strange metal object?" (Darren)

Tal'gor scrunched his eyebrows for a moment as he ran through his memories.

"Ahh did you mean this." (Tal'gor)

The elf reached into his robe and pulled out a P250 pistol. However he held it by the barrel and had a finger next to the trigger. Darren jumped up and held out his hands.

"Careful!" (Darren)

Tal'gor tensed up at the sudden outburst. In the process he accidentally squeezed the trigger. A low click was heard but nothing more. Darren's paled face released a sigh of relief as he fell backwards onto the sofa.

"Thank what ever deity you worship that I practice gun safety. If that thing were loaded you'd be a eunuch." (Darren)

It was now Tal'gor's turn to turn pale. Very slowly he lowered the gun to the coffee table. Placing it down he shakily removed his hands. He then looked to Darren.

"I never figured such a silly looking tool would be so dangerous. I thought it was simply some sort of trinket they found on you. In all honesty I'd completely forgotten about it until you brought it up. Anyway seeing as am still potent would you care to continue your demonstration." (Tal'gor)

"Yes please continue. A tool that could make a man impotent with the pull of a trigger would be quite advantageous." (Lycan)

Darren's face again turned pale. However Tal'gor either didn't care or didn't notice and impatiently motioned for Darren to proceed. With a slight nod Darren picked up the P250. He removed the clip and slid the bullet into it. Reinserting the clip he then pulled back the chamber to finish loading the gun. He carefully took aim at the shield above the fire place. A deafening bang followed by a clink resounded throughout the room. In the center of the shield was a small hole. Both Tal'gor and Lycan stood open mouthed. Slowly Tal'gor walked towards the shield. Reaching up removed the shield from the wall. Behind it stood another hole. Tal'gor's jaw seemed to drop lower. The flipped the shield in his hands. Then he put his finger through the small hole. Checking to make sure this was no illusion. Lycan's face slowly turned from astonishment to one of her impossibly large smiles.

"Incredible. I can now see how this would have made me impotent." (Tal'gor)

The elf shook his head as if still unable to comprehend what he saw. After his disbelief faded he began to imagine Talrassa in a new light. Imagine, what a country could do with such a weapon. The elf looked towards Darren.

"Can you make more of these?" (Tal'gor)

"I can, but I won't." (Darren)

For a moment Tal'gor regreted giving his word to free Darren. However he would not go back on his word.

"May I ask why?" (Tal'gor)

Darren nodded.

"Under normal circumstances I wouldn't see a problem with showing you. However since coming to this world I've seen a few things that give me reason not to. For one I've met a giant talking wolf who can turn into a girl, Second I saw a man turn to Ice and shatter, third you ride around on a minature tyrannosaurus-rex. A gun is currently my only advantage, excluding Lycan. Without this I'm down to everyone else's level." (Darren)

As Tal'gor listened to Darren his face suddenly turned very questioning.

"Since coming to this world?" (Tal'gor)

"You know you probably shouldn't tell people your life's story so easily." (Lycan)

The wolf snickered and continued.

"Good luck explaining that." (Lycan)

Darren rolled his eyes.

"Oh please I'd hardly count one day as my life story." (Darren)

Tal'gor jumped up and looked around. Then he turned back to Darren confusion on his face.

"Who are you talking to?" (Tal'gor)

Maybe this will be a little difficult to explain.

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I received a pm after chapter 5 regarding the mention of a coffee table. Instead of going back and calling it something mundane such as: a small table in the center of the room, I'll say this. COFFEE. IS. CANON.