After individually working on what each thought a specific skill to improve on, the kids decided to spar against one another. 

Their sparring area was at the centre of the training gardens, where almost each landscape connected. Ursa had gone ahead and set down a fresh rectangular outline for the boundaries while the others prepared themselves for the matches. 

"For the record, I think Pryce is just asking for a fight." Seth remarked, smirking at the shorter male with a passive aggressive attitude.

Pryce sent a sharp glare back, "Yeah I am, Serpy. You and me, sky versus sea, let's fucking go-o!"He retorted, with a sudden burst of energy and enthusiasm.

"Alright you two," Phoebe grumbled, physically separating the boys with her hands pushing their foreheads away from each other. "We're only doing this to blow off some steam, justifying it as combat training. So let's play nice, you know the rules."

Pryce rolled his eyes as he walked to one end of the inside of the white chalk placed rectangle, "Yeah, yeah, rule one: no low blows - verbally and physically in the case of me and Seth." 

Phoebe faced palmed herself and awkwardly chuckled, especially when she caught a glance of Ursa's confused expression at her brother's comment.

"Rule two: no extreme injuries." Seth quipped.

"Are you reminding yourself?" Phoenix giggled, "Last I remembered, you were the one who broke Pryce's arm in two places the last time we did this."

"Yeah, he broke like three full rules!" Pryce cried.

"Mhm, rule three: no takin' things personal." Ursa joined in, a grin on her face.

"Okay, then let's get this started-" Seth sighed, getting into a battle stance, only to be interrupted by Pryce.

"Wuh-wuh-wuh-wait!:" He exclaimed, "What happens to the winner, what does the winner win?"

The other three rolled their eyes.

"Of course you would ask that." Phoebe commented.

"It's always something with him." Seth added.

"Pretty lame there, Big bro." Ursa nodded.

Pryce slouched his shoulders in dismay, "C'mon you guys, I'm just trying to make this less exciting." He whined.

"Fine, winner gets to spar with me and then the final winner gets first dibs on Friday's movie." Phoebe offered.

Seth's eyes lit up in anticipation, "Oh god, yes, I am not sitting through another three hours of a 'To All The Dudes I Loved' remakes- they literally used the same actor from the original movie."

"It's not that bad!" Ursa defended in a quick reaction.

"Oh no, it's bad and it needs to go." Pryce agreed.

"Don't worry, Urs, I'll fight for your movies." Phoebe whispered into the smaller girl's ear.

Ursa looked up and beamed at Phoebe with a wide grin on her face.

"Okay now can we get started? I'm getting real bored of just standing here." Pryce groaned loudly.

"Fine, fine, go!" Phoebe shouted.

Smirking at one another, the boys lunged into battle.

Pryce's light blue wings sprouted and he jumped into the air, his wings flapping to keep him air bound. Seth summoned a stream of water in the air from the pond that was close to the battle rectangle, which then delivered his long bladed sword into the palm of his hand. It was in a nick of time, since Seth was able to counterattack Pryce attempting to strike down at Seth with a lightning bolt styled staff that he had summoned , clashing the two weapons. Some water and lightning sparks fell from their respective weapons from the impact and scattered onto the ground. 

Seth felt himself losing his ground as he was beginning to lean backwards, due to Pryce's sky advantage and his wings helping with leverage. Gritting his teeth, he mustered more strength to push against Pryce's staff and then leaned slightly to his left side.  Then, Seth stopped fighting back and quickly stepped to his left, causing Pryce to be caught off guard and fall forward onto the dirt ground. 

A small dust cloud formed around Pryce from his impact. 

Before he could tell off Seth or make a sly remark, Pryce's eyes widened as he saw Seth commanding a water stream in the air and its aim being the blue haired male. Jumping over the stream and Seth with a flip in the air.

"Good christ." He cursed under his breath, but loud enough that Seth heard it.

"What? Are you afraid of getting a little wet? Am I ruffling your feathers, Pry?" Seth bantered, a sly smirk on his face. "Your staff didn't last long either." 

Pryce then looked at his dominant hand, only to see that his staff had disappeared.

"Aw crap, aw crap, aw crap!" Pryce exclaimed, as he frantically searched their makeshift battlefield for his staff. "I thought I had it handled, fuck-"

"Hey watch your mouth! Your innocent little sister is right here!" Phoebe hissed, covering Ursa's ears with her hands.

"Sorry! It's not like it's nothing she hasn't heard before." Pryce 'psshed'.

Suddenly, Seth seized the opportunity of Pryce being distracted and blasted him with more water, like he was controlling a large water gun. This sent Pryce out of the air, out of the boundary line and into a tree.

When the water ceased and was retracted back into the pond by Seth's control, everyone else laughed at Pryce's wet form tangled in the branches of the tree.

"I guess that means that I'm the winner." Seth shrugged, a cocky look on his face.

"I guess that does, wanna go double win or nothing?" Phoebe jested.

"Big bro, do you need some help getting down?" Ursa questioned her older brother, as she walked towards the tree.

"Maybe we should help Pryce out, first." Phoebe chuckled and walked towards the tree to assist the siblings.