Limited eyesight was not total blindness. Had Katau attempted this while Makuta was still totally blind, it may have worked, but now Makuta had some perception from his eye sockets.
As the mask maker approached, his eyes fluttered over to some blurred object at the edge of his vision. There was another blur up ahead, although this one was more perceivable - it looked like that Cheshie character, with the round blur possibly being her shield. The most dangerous one of the party at first glance, since she came armed with a range control weapon.
Advancing forward, Makuta hit Katau and fell forward, diving into a roll and ending it with a leap, both hands balled into fists aimed at Cheshie. The actual fighting was about to begin.
The furnace in the center of the room was a large ring of brick, molten rock swirling in the middle of it, with four different anvils placed at each side of it. The backside of it - the one where Ilya was headed towards now - seemed to be where the least amount of work had been done, as it was considerably cleaner than the other three anvils.
The hammer gave an ominous hum as the handle scratched against the wall, bearing down towards him. It had angled now to collide exactly where the cup was, predicting his movement towards it, but if Ilya pressed himself, he could likely snatch the cup before it collided.