[Armory]

Interesting. And eerie. With any weapon, you can feel the weight of the personality that ccrafted it, the quirks they imparted into their craft. These are clean, blank slates. Even a spell that shapes equipment will leave such a mark, but this was simply directly made, as if it was an archetype plucked from Elysium.

Harnel puts it back down. He won't use such a lifeless thing. It feels too unreal. He can rely on his claws and scales for at least a little while. His techniques should be just as effective with them, save for a few.

After a moment longer of consideration, he'll return to the throne room garbed in the same things he left in, no more, no less.