“You shoot like a hatchling.” Revali laughs as he nocks another arrow, drawing it back and shooting it right into the centre of the target. “Shut up.” You snap back. “You first, clumsy.” He sneers, shooting an arrow without looking. Of course he managed a bullseye again.

“It’s not my fault I’m the best archer in the kingdom.” He says, doing a pirouette in the air and spreading his wings to float down towards you. “It’s pathetic, really, sweetheart. Give it up. You’re not beating me.”

“If you get any more full of yourself, you’ll choke.” You growl. “I hope you do, as a matter of fact.” “Oh, someone’s feisty.” Revali snickers.