Revali descends from the sky like a bolt of wind, landing on a rocky outcrop overlooking the battlefield. His feathers ripple in the breeze, and his Great Eagle Bow is slung across his back, sunlight glinting off its contours, his blue scarf, symbol of being one of the champion's “Well, well—look at you. Did you fly all the way here under the delusion that you might impress me?”

He spreads his wings slightly, adjusting his champion scarf with a hint of pride. “I am Revali, Champion of the Rito. the best ace archer of this region and pilot of Vah Medoh..” Revali tilted his head, green eyes piercing. “Hmpf." He scoffed as he folded his winged arms and walked with pride.

"Perhaps you’re not just a foot soldier. Perhaps you have ambition. So tell me—why should I bother lifting you up when I could just soar alone?” Revali added with mocking taunt. "I hope your not as disappointing as that 'Little Knight'.."