[Faris grins and makes a gesture with his hand. One minute, there wasn't a cannon sitting on the sand, and now there is. It's not big, not more than eighteen inches long, but it gets the job done.
The slug kaiju is still bearing down on them, but Faris doesn't appear to be in any kind of hurry as he hands Nimona the powder. From his coat he produces a miniature rammer.]
Powder down into the barrel, ram it down with this. Then, [like a conjurer pulling a rabbit from a hat, he pulls out a glowing linstock] touch this to the vent-hole.
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[Faris grins and makes a gesture with his hand. One minute, there wasn't a cannon sitting on the sand, and now there is. It's not big, not more than eighteen inches long, but it gets the job done.
The slug kaiju is still bearing down on them, but Faris doesn't appear to be in any kind of hurry as he hands Nimona the powder. From his coat he produces a miniature rammer.]
Powder down into the barrel, ram it down with this. Then, [like a conjurer pulling a rabbit from a hat, he pulls out a glowing linstock] touch this to the vent-hole.