Kopis weight

I hefted the sword. Like so many I’d tried, it didn’t feel right in my hands. The hilt was too heavy for my wrist. The single-edged blade was curved awkwardly, like a giant hook knife. I tried a jab and nearly lost my balance.
“This one doesn’t look like yours,” I told Carter. “Isn’t yours called a kopis?”
“Mine is a khopesh,” Carter said. “The original Egyptian version. What you’re holding is a kopis…

Setne, drop the crown.” I raised my kopis, which didn’t feel heavy with
Nekhbet’s power flowing through me.
CoP pg.20,32