The dwarf nodded at his request to open fire, obviously curious himself as to how it handled. He gave a nod of satisfaction at the praise. "Aye. You could fit an entire army of dwarves with axes and shields, for the cost of that weapon alone, let alone the enchantments the Magus will be placing upon it. I'm glad you're pleased with it; I'll be proud to know my Masterpiece will be in the hands of the Knight." He offers to take the revolver back, explaining that the next process should only take a week, but the results should be equally astonishing. "The difference between the weapon, now, and the weapon full enchanted should be the difference between the crude smokesticks I spoke of disdainfully, and this," he says, gesturing with the revolver.