He eyed the rocks she scooped up warily, considering the damage they could do if he didn't successfully knock them aside. But then, he could hardly ask for better motivation to get it right, now could he? Hadama rolled his shoulders and gripped the trident, taking a breath of hibiscus-laden air as he settled himself for the incoming projectiles.
He gave a nod, and then the game was well and truly begun.
Melita didn't disappoint. It was an easy shot, aimed directly for him and not too fast. But the trident was unwieldy, half-in and half-out of the water. As Hadama tried to swing it into position in front of him the butt of the shaft dragged through the waves, slowing his reflexes even as the tined end cut more swiftly through the air. Through brute force he managed to bring it up in front of his body, but the rock only glanced off the metal rather than being knocked away. Instead it impacted his chest, its momentum slowed but not stopped, and the mermanta's brows twitched together in discomfort.
Shaking it off, he nodded to Melita. "Again," he rumbled resolutely.
He gave a nod, and then the game was well and truly begun.
Melita didn't disappoint. It was an easy shot, aimed directly for him and not too fast. But the trident was unwieldy, half-in and half-out of the water. As Hadama tried to swing it into position in front of him the butt of the shaft dragged through the waves, slowing his reflexes even as the tined end cut more swiftly through the air. Through brute force he managed to bring it up in front of his body, but the rock only glanced off the metal rather than being knocked away. Instead it impacted his chest, its momentum slowed but not stopped, and the mermanta's brows twitched together in discomfort.
Shaking it off, he nodded to Melita. "Again," he rumbled resolutely.
