"Thank you." Perhaps it would do for helping to fully submerging the armor in the starlit waters. A hope that Hadama held to as he met Deimos's smile with a flicker of his own in gratitude for the opportunity to fulfill his own task. Then the merman slipped beneath the water's surface and shifted to his larger manta form, circling beneath the leviathan scale a few times before diving down with a powerful surge of his wings. He twisted in a tight spiral around his centerline as he did so, shifting back to his smaller mer form so that the water rushed in to fill the now-empty space left behind as the greater portion of his mash compacted down into brown skin and sleek, dark muscle.
The Leviathan's remains were drawn down with it and caught in the broad eddy of Hadama's path, gravity overcoming buoyancy until the armor was fully beneath the surface and the air forced out from any crevices that might have held it. He arced out from beneath it and swam up from the side to check on its progress, nodding once in satisfaction as it continued to sink slowly under its own weight. He allowed it to come to a gentle rest upon the bottom of the dark waters before collecting it and swimming for the surface once more to return it to the man who waited in the waters above.
"It is done. I hope the rest of your tasks are as peaceful." Words spoken with a solemn inclination of sincerity as he passed the armor back to its owner, but with a wry, tired ghost of a smile of his own. Knowing full well that in days like these, peace was a precious commodity that could be snatched away without warning.
The Leviathan's remains were drawn down with it and caught in the broad eddy of Hadama's path, gravity overcoming buoyancy until the armor was fully beneath the surface and the air forced out from any crevices that might have held it. He arced out from beneath it and swam up from the side to check on its progress, nodding once in satisfaction as it continued to sink slowly under its own weight. He allowed it to come to a gentle rest upon the bottom of the dark waters before collecting it and swimming for the surface once more to return it to the man who waited in the waters above.
"It is done. I hope the rest of your tasks are as peaceful." Words spoken with a solemn inclination of sincerity as he passed the armor back to its owner, but with a wry, tired ghost of a smile of his own. Knowing full well that in days like these, peace was a precious commodity that could be snatched away without warning.
