The hippocampus watched the twisting water, his subtle approval and encouragement a warm current in the undertones of the Attuned bond. It was looking very promising indeed at first, but he saw the moment the miniature vortex collapsed - or rather, expanded, unfurling into a small wave that crossed the small distance between them.
Hadama braced himself, but the magic was of a low enough level that aside from a slight pressure on his chest as it hit and dissipated against the armored armlet there he seemed to only be lightly bruised. He considered the strike and flared his gills, drawing water in to expand his equine chest before expelling it again with a nod of satisfaction. Again, he rumbled, mindful of staying within Kaiden's short range. He remembered his own days of training with his basic magic, and the frustration of how it would dissipate when it was more than five feet away. Try not to lose the spiral.
Hadama braced himself, but the magic was of a low enough level that aside from a slight pressure on his chest as it hit and dissipated against the armored armlet there he seemed to only be lightly bruised. He considered the strike and flared his gills, drawing water in to expand his equine chest before expelling it again with a nod of satisfaction. Again, he rumbled, mindful of staying within Kaiden's short range. He remembered his own days of training with his basic magic, and the frustration of how it would dissipate when it was more than five feet away. Try not to lose the spiral.
