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Simbar positively jumped at the opportunity. You had advised Samarda and Nafiri to not say anything, for you did not wish for them to interfere in this matter.

You helped him, using telekinesis to strap on the sabatons and greaves. Simbar marvelled at the intricate design of the armour, feeling a surge of power as he put it on. The weight felt almost comforting, as if it was a part of him now, and a part of him it would become.

As he put on the helmet, he collapsed on the floor before arising with maniacal laughter.

"I am reborn! Nevermore shall the world see my face unless I wish for it!'' He half-madly proclaimed.

You performed one last act, one last thing, before the strain of manifesting your hand would become too much to bear. You handed him a new weapon, something no ordinary man could handle for its weight, but he now could, for he now stood two metres twenty high. A massive metal warrior upon whom you bestowed.

>A massive mace
>A dual-bladed axe
>A great flail
>A Claymore
>A warhammer

Would you like to test him?
>No, have him escort the party out of the hold.
>Order him to slaughter the goblins for your entertainment.
>Retract your aura of protection; put him to the t