"All right. Hold on a second." He said as he conjured his adamant sword. "What's the closest city to where your... friend, lives? I'll teleport us there. Maybe I can get your friend to fix my pistols... That damned troll smashed them last week, and the newer a technology is, the harder it is to fix it with magic... Anyway, it's damn hard to hit a gargoyle with a fireball, and where we're going, I'm afraid we may need to kill a few of them, so you'll at least be of some use..."