"You've gotten sloppy." Percy smirks as he teases you.

You don't react, instead continuing to spar with him. You lock swords. His sea green eyes are fiery and fierce, you can tell he's not going down easy.

You two have been rivals for as long as you can remember, and now you're in yet another competition. Winner gets first spot on the swordfighting scoreboard, and you're both currently tied.

"Anything to say before I get that first place spot?" He grins, and slashes his sword at you.