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Adir opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by the blinding flash of lightning. Which is most certainly an act of god, given that it's 90 degrees and sunny out today.

The stag, a little stunned by this turn of events, watches Grantz approach his reward and take it for himself. Confident that these artifacts aren't dangerous, he takes the armor for himself. "Dude, this is great!" He's never even seen armor that looked like it was really meant for him. Adir slips his new helmet on, finding it to be the most comfortable he's ever worn. He begins donning the rest of the gear in short order, stripping his upper-body fatigues and replacing it with the Shen Gaoren's plates. "So we really do win stuff!"