"I want to know what's happening with the girl while these warriors have been fighting the Spaniards, has she gone back to the city?" asked Davey.
"Problem is lad it's hard for yer to get away from the scenes we're seeing, it's as if yer tied to them, we can't just get away from them and go wherever we want."
"I think we can Uncle Paddy, I'm starting to get the hang of this now. I reckon that this helmet can do far more than we reckon. Remember how you got me to think about the Shaman, next thing we found him? and how I wanted to see inside the palace next thing we was in there?"
"Yeah, I see what yer getting at."
"There's another thing I've just thought of, when I was chased by the dog, I wanted to run fast and I ran so fast it could hardly catch me."
"It's flippin' incredible lad, yer could wear this on yer 'ead and play football for Liverpool, there's no-one could tackle yer! What am I saying, there's no-one could even see yer!"
"Yeah, and if we was playing in the dark I'd be the only one could see the ball!"
They both laughed then Davey stared back at the mirror and concentrated, their view swept rapidly across the mountains and the sun arced back through the sky.