The crack of the staff hitting the seed was immensely satisfying - not least because it wasn't the crack of the seed hitting the human's ankles - and the merman had a fraction of a moment to relax as Melita successfully blocked the projectile and returned it.
This time instead of dodging Hadama readied himself. With his eye on the 'ball' he reached out to snag it out of the air with his hands. It squelched as he caught it, and he looked down with grim approval to see that the last strike had split the hard outer shell and the spongy inner pulp was beginning to ooze out.
"Perhaps that is enough for one day," he rumbled with quiet amusement, swimming close enough to show Melita the results of her repeated successful strikes. "At least until we find another ball."
This time instead of dodging Hadama readied himself. With his eye on the 'ball' he reached out to snag it out of the air with his hands. It squelched as he caught it, and he looked down with grim approval to see that the last strike had split the hard outer shell and the spongy inner pulp was beginning to ooze out.
"Perhaps that is enough for one day," he rumbled with quiet amusement, swimming close enough to show Melita the results of her repeated successful strikes. "At least until we find another ball."
