On further consideration, the red dye had been ill-chosen, and the bloom of crimson across Alys's arm gave Hadama pause. It was, however, too late now to do anything but continue their match, and the Tidebreaker's voice continued it's deep, resonant cadence through the steam - and the rumbling of a nearby geyser. "Sixteen... seventeen... eighteen..."
His moment of hesitation cost him the second coconut as Alys leapt for it with fleet feet while he was still stooping to obtain his next weapon. A bright and cheerful cyan was lifted from the basket and he sought her path as an eruption of hot water suddenly jetted up beside his perch. Through narrowed eyes he sought movement in the many-hued water and threw in the direction he thought she had been heading, hoping for luck on this attack.
In two more seconds he would be able to use two orbs, doubling his chances of success, and making Alys's task twice as difficult.
His moment of hesitation cost him the second coconut as Alys leapt for it with fleet feet while he was still stooping to obtain his next weapon. A bright and cheerful cyan was lifted from the basket and he sought her path as an eruption of hot water suddenly jetted up beside his perch. Through narrowed eyes he sought movement in the many-hued water and threw in the direction he thought she had been heading, hoping for luck on this attack.
In two more seconds he would be able to use two orbs, doubling his chances of success, and making Alys's task twice as difficult.
