Hadama tilted his head in acknowledgment of his friend's point. He was familiar with ice attacks, though in his own magic he found they added little except physical damage, no different than a blade or spear could do. He was uncertain if adding ice magic to a weapon would have any benefit beyond that of the magical luck a tumseashell could provide; magic was magic, unless a creature had a weakness to a particular element, but it was a question worth bringing to Safrin when next they called on her.
As for the Kingmaker, Hadama's nod was deeper as he bowed to Harper's greater experience with the dangerous companion that had almost ravaged Torchline. "Sometimes there is no other choice," he agreed solemnly. Though he had been able to use intimidation to frighten away the Sea Panther kitten he and Ray had faced, he understood that not all combats could be resolved without killing.
In which case a swifter combat was a more merciful one.
They were balanced, yes. To Torchline's benefit, Hadama hoped, as they brought different perspectives and priorities to the table. But they both tried to see other other's side, and the lack of a third voice meant they had to find compromises, instead of one voice always being outvoted by the other two. It might not always make for easy decisions, but the ones they came to were stronger for it.
"Indeed," he rumbled, warmth flowing into the bond like a slowly rising tide. When or if Harper was ready to talk, Hadama would be there for his friend. And if he was not, then the mermanta would still be there, like the stars that twinkled patiently above them.
~Fin~
As for the Kingmaker, Hadama's nod was deeper as he bowed to Harper's greater experience with the dangerous companion that had almost ravaged Torchline. "Sometimes there is no other choice," he agreed solemnly. Though he had been able to use intimidation to frighten away the Sea Panther kitten he and Ray had faced, he understood that not all combats could be resolved without killing.
In which case a swifter combat was a more merciful one.
They were balanced, yes. To Torchline's benefit, Hadama hoped, as they brought different perspectives and priorities to the table. But they both tried to see other other's side, and the lack of a third voice meant they had to find compromises, instead of one voice always being outvoted by the other two. It might not always make for easy decisions, but the ones they came to were stronger for it.
"Indeed," he rumbled, warmth flowing into the bond like a slowly rising tide. When or if Harper was ready to talk, Hadama would be there for his friend. And if he was not, then the mermanta would still be there, like the stars that twinkled patiently above them.
~Fin~
