We Can Officially Get Started

"I don't understand." Malia muttered with a puzzled look. "Is it some kind of contract magic between you and the spirit living in that weird weapon? If it dies or gets too far away, you both die?"

It was the only way the Kitsune woman could fathom this concept. But Kellam shook his head.

"There is no spirit residing in this gun. This is a Spirit." He insisted somewhat uncomfortably. "It's separate from my soul or my body, but its importance is just as essential as my heart or my brain. Every time I use it my physical and mental energy are drained, but it grows with me with proper care."

Ikaris was tempted to ask more questions but figured it wasn't necessary. Kellam was the only Dwilde he knew and he had no intention of stealing his gun anyway. 

All that mattered was that at least he had gained two excellent villagers from the first day. Three, including Danchun, whose talent assessment did not do her any justice.