Ah. Well. He, too, tended to overreact when in pain, especially unexpected pain, as his recent icy retaliation amply demonstrated. Hadama could understand why Andromeda, a pampered noble, might continue to lash out because of it, and he switched to a defensive focus while he tried to calm them both down.
Admirable, perhaps, but futile under the current circumstances.
"I can heal--" he started to offer, quietly contrite at his subject's words. He began to let down his shield, but before he had finished speaking another offensive air blast lashed towards him, catching him off guard and shattering the weakened ice. Several slivers were knocked backwards and cut red lines across his shoulders and one cheek. He flinched and narrowed his eyes, ducking beneath the water.
He swam swiftly towards her beneath the waves, attempting to pull her beneath the water and away from the air she used as her weapon. Enough.
Admirable, perhaps, but futile under the current circumstances.
"I can heal--" he started to offer, quietly contrite at his subject's words. He began to let down his shield, but before he had finished speaking another offensive air blast lashed towards him, catching him off guard and shattering the weakened ice. Several slivers were knocked backwards and cut red lines across his shoulders and one cheek. He flinched and narrowed his eyes, ducking beneath the water.
He swam swiftly towards her beneath the waves, attempting to pull her beneath the water and away from the air she used as her weapon. Enough.
