[ In a glittering flash of white light, the thing you called for drops into your palm. ]

[ It's a pair of katars. They're long and sharp and sci-fi sleek, and the light from a dozen street lamp slides off the dark carbon steel like oil. Unlike another pair of these you might have, these are glossy and pristine.]

[ As you turn them in your hands, you can feel something strange about it. You can feel... that it has been imbued with the power of lightning.]

[ As surely as you are breathing, you understand: while you are holding this object, you will be able to channel its power and cast Thundara at will. ]

[ You now have access to your Armiger. You can put things into it at any time, and they will appear or disappear from your hand at your whim. ]