7
The Leap
The helms Ehlias issued to Shamil and Lyvia were a testament to the smith’s skills in that each was a perfect fit despite being constructed purely by eye. They weighed less than Shamil had expected but still possessed a decent heft, the weight distributed evenly between the elongated blade that extended two feet from the rear of the helm and the brass-and-copper mask that comprised the visor. This protruded several inches in front of the wearer’s face to accommodate three sets of lenses.
“First is just plain glass,” the smith explained. “Half an inch thick so it’ll guard your eyes from any claws that come stabbing. Flick the lever on the side to switch to the next.”
Shamil duly pressed a finger to the curved piece of iron on the side of the helmet and found himself confronte
