He had paused after throwing his ammunition, watching to see if he would hit. The Seer from King's End surprised him with her nimble agility, however, and the ball of green went soaring past her to splash harmless into the warm, shallow surf. It burst open, splashing its contents harmlessly into the already-colorful waters, and Hadama hurriedly bent to collect a second weapon. This time the ball he chose was red, even as his count continued at a steady, sonorous rhythm.
"...Eight... nine... ten..." Alys knocked the first coconut down before he could get his second shot off, but there were still three more. That meant at least three more chances to hit her, or more if he was fast enough. Determined to not lose his shot at defending the second coconut, Hadama curled his fingers gently around his fragile ammunition. Measuring the distance carefully, he pulled his arm back and threw again - this time putting a little more speed on his attack.
"...Eight... nine... ten..." Alys knocked the first coconut down before he could get his second shot off, but there were still three more. That meant at least three more chances to hit her, or more if he was fast enough. Determined to not lose his shot at defending the second coconut, Hadama curled his fingers gently around his fragile ammunition. Measuring the distance carefully, he pulled his arm back and threw again - this time putting a little more speed on his attack.
