Hajime Orkan

“Tch, what a pain.” Hajime clicked his tongue and holstered Donner and
Schlag. From his Treasure Trove, he pulled out another weapon.
Orkan, a rectangular twelve-shot missile launcher. Each of the missiles it
fired was thirty centimeters long, and packed more explosive power than his
hand grenades. With his creation magic, he had imbued Lightning Field
directly into the ore the missiles were composed of. As such, they were
constantly charged with static electricity, and that electricity ignited the
explosives in the warhead on impact. Hajime smiled wickedly as he took aim
with Orkan.