It was a very airbreather approach to the sea, and Hadama did not try to correct what so clearly worked for those with legs. Perhaps someday Bane would want to train beneath the waves as Koa had, but until then the future-vanguard was the teacher for land-based combat, and the Tidebreaker was the student.
He inclined his head in acceptance of the compliment, but his focus had already shifted to trying to use the new weapon successfully. He took his initial stance, but listened intently to the advice Bane gave. He shifted his feet slightly in the sand, finding a more secure footing, and then he waited. Watched.
...And eventually realized that Bane was waiting on him to make the first attack.
Ah.
He moved slowly, respectful of the edges of their weapons - not deadly-sharp, both a little dull, but still far from safe - and stepped forward. With both hands on the hilt he raised his blade over his right shoulder and brought it down, still slowly, towards his opponent's left shoulder in a careful diagonal arc.
And so it went, each man moving slowly as Hadama learned what worked and what didn't, taking mental note of Bane's teaching until he could move with more speed and confidence. When both men were sweating he raised his hand to call a halt. "Thank you," he rumbled, a respectful tilt of his head accompanying his words. "This is enough for today." A promise of an owed drink followed before he clasped the other man's hand. He had a great deal of work to do back at the Court of Stars, and he slipped back into the waves with a final nod of farewell to his new acquaintance.
~Fin
He inclined his head in acceptance of the compliment, but his focus had already shifted to trying to use the new weapon successfully. He took his initial stance, but listened intently to the advice Bane gave. He shifted his feet slightly in the sand, finding a more secure footing, and then he waited. Watched.
...And eventually realized that Bane was waiting on him to make the first attack.
Ah.
He moved slowly, respectful of the edges of their weapons - not deadly-sharp, both a little dull, but still far from safe - and stepped forward. With both hands on the hilt he raised his blade over his right shoulder and brought it down, still slowly, towards his opponent's left shoulder in a careful diagonal arc.
And so it went, each man moving slowly as Hadama learned what worked and what didn't, taking mental note of Bane's teaching until he could move with more speed and confidence. When both men were sweating he raised his hand to call a halt. "Thank you," he rumbled, a respectful tilt of his head accompanying his words. "This is enough for today." A promise of an owed drink followed before he clasped the other man's hand. He had a great deal of work to do back at the Court of Stars, and he slipped back into the waves with a final nod of farewell to his new acquaintance.
~Fin
