Not caring anymore about the bald old man laughing by his side, Mack's gaze changed back to the box, because he knew the good part was yet to come.
Mack removed some kind of protecting paper and saw two dark red gauntlets made of metal, and just like the breastplate, those gauntlets seemed as if made of fish or snake scales, at the tip of the knuckles pointed and sharp small thorns could be seen, but the rest was devoid of any thorns unlike the breastplate.
Mack grabbed one of them and put in his right hand. They fitted perfectly and went up to his elbow, ending behind it, where another bigger thorn made the final touch.
