He would offer what help he could in way of knowledge or information, but first they had work to do. "Noah," Hadama called back, his low voice a quietly pleased greeting to the hooded shape that resolved from the rain into the shape of his friend. But time was of the essence, it would same, and Noah wasted no time.
It was just as well that the mermanta was familiar with Noah's efficiency in getting things done, for he was already tightening his grip on his trident and raising it to meet the challenge the demigod presented. He wasn't quite fast enough, however, and the fire sizzled through the rain and danced over brown skin, leaving a searing line of pain the smell of burning flesh in its wake.
Hadama's solemn face creased in a wince, the solid hit startling a hiss of pain from the usually stoic king, and he finished raising his own weapon, lashing out with the star-filled Arclight water generated by the trident and then using his water manipulation to send the burst flying farther than it would have been able to reach on its own.
It was just as well that the mermanta was familiar with Noah's efficiency in getting things done, for he was already tightening his grip on his trident and raising it to meet the challenge the demigod presented. He wasn't quite fast enough, however, and the fire sizzled through the rain and danced over brown skin, leaving a searing line of pain the smell of burning flesh in its wake.
Hadama's solemn face creased in a wince, the solid hit startling a hiss of pain from the usually stoic king, and he finished raising his own weapon, lashing out with the star-filled Arclight water generated by the trident and then using his water manipulation to send the burst flying farther than it would have been able to reach on its own.
