That was the spirit! Hadama was pleased indeed with how Evie's magic had blossomed like a flower in the sun. There was a gleam and glow about her that was so very good to see in his friend as her eyes sparkled in the afternoon light even as her power was given a chance to shine.
Though he trusted that she would heal him if he should be hurt, he had hoped to avoid needing to rely on that aspect of her abilities. Unfortunately, his desire to work on his dodging skills was not without cause. He could not change the fates' design when her second coconut came at him with a vengeance; karmic retribution, perhaps, for his earlier cheekiness. The Tidebreaker started to dive straight down, intending to hide in the water, but he misjudged both the speed of Evie's throw and his own ability to reverse course at speed. He managed to get himself most of the way beneath the gentle waves of the lagoon but his head was still above them when the coconut made contact, bonking the king squarely between the eyes.
Even sturdy Hadama saw stars for a moment before he metaphorically shook off the strike. He reached up to touch the tender new bruise - still invisible, but sure to rise eventually - on his forehead with a bemused expression before he turned his attention back to Evie. "Hmm. A good lesson," he decided, making a note to not try that direction again. "But I will live. Let us continue."
Though he trusted that she would heal him if he should be hurt, he had hoped to avoid needing to rely on that aspect of her abilities. Unfortunately, his desire to work on his dodging skills was not without cause. He could not change the fates' design when her second coconut came at him with a vengeance; karmic retribution, perhaps, for his earlier cheekiness. The Tidebreaker started to dive straight down, intending to hide in the water, but he misjudged both the speed of Evie's throw and his own ability to reverse course at speed. He managed to get himself most of the way beneath the gentle waves of the lagoon but his head was still above them when the coconut made contact, bonking the king squarely between the eyes.
Even sturdy Hadama saw stars for a moment before he metaphorically shook off the strike. He reached up to touch the tender new bruise - still invisible, but sure to rise eventually - on his forehead with a bemused expression before he turned his attention back to Evie. "Hmm. A good lesson," he decided, making a note to not try that direction again. "But I will live. Let us continue."
