Alessio went right to one of the boards which was carved out in roughly the silhouette of a person, "Do you want to try knife throwing as well? I'll get knives for you."
Silvan had never tried knife throwing before but he didn't need to know he would be no good on his first trial, and he didn't really care for weapons. "I'll pass."
Alessio took his denial in stride, returning to the armory to get a basket of well-polished knives. He took position at an appropriate distance, picked up a knife and took aim.
His speed and the power behind the throws were everything Silvan expected but he couldn't help but lift a brow when the knife connected with the target.
"I didn't know this was also a blindfolded sport," Silvan noted dryly, staring at the handle of the knife embedded in the sturdy board.
Alessio flushed, bottom-lip jutting out. "That was a warm up toss," He defending, picking up another knife to show what he meant.
