Instead of going back to back to Rito Village right away, Revali flew out to the Sturnida Secret Hot Spring to rest. The long, painful flight home almost made Revali wish he had let Mipha heal him, yet he couldn't bring himself to let the others know that he needed them. It was too humbling. To admit that he had slipped up for one second in battle and had gotten hurt, it was just asinine.

Revali removed his armor and slipped into the hot waters. Revali let out a sigh, relieving the tension in his body. He grimaced for second as the steaming water burned his wound, but then it quickly relieved his pain.

Revali's mind wandered as he rested, thinking about what the Champions thought of him. He hoped they would leave this event in the past, but he knew someone was bound to bring it up. Urbosa was sure to give him another lecture about how important teamwork was.

If he couldn't even defeat a Lynel without getting hurt, he knew he needed to train more before he would be ready for the Calamity. The high regard in which the Rito held Revali put an overwhelming amount of pressure and responsibility on him to protect Rito Village at all costs, and to alway perform perfectly. In fact, these five minutes he spent here resting felt like too much of a luxury.

Revali quickly pulled himself out of the water, feeling partially better, but didn't have time to waste. He had to get back to training immediately. He couldn't allow himself to slip up again. Although he was still exhausted, he pushed himself to keep going. After putting his armor back on, he spread his wings as he created the winds around him. He lunged into the air using his gale, and made his way over the mountain to the Flight Range to train more.

The cold breeze was refreshing as it dried his feathers. Flying felt much easier now, although his side still ached slightly. Staying at the springs longer might have helped it to heal completely, but Revali still wanted to feel a small reminder of why he had to train harder. A punishment for not being good enough. He trained at the Flight Range, perfecting his flying and archery skills until dusk when it became too dark to see. Completely exhausted with only enough strength to flap one last time up into his hammock, Revali fell asleep quickly in the roost at the Flight Range despite his aching ribs.

As soon as dawn broke, he was up again immediately training, even though he had already overworked himself the day before. Throughout the morning, his sore body begged him to take a break. Yet he had to perfect his technique with his bow and his gale. There was no time to waste.

Around midday, he created a new complex set of targets to hit, to challenge himself even further. Starting off with his gale, he burst into the air, then swooped down into the chasm with incredible speed, hitting and breaking every target in mere seconds. He stuck his landing proudly, one hand on the ground to stabilize himself as he breathed heavily in exhaustion.

He heard the snow crunch in the distance. His neck snapped towards the sound. Slowly coming into the Flight Range was a Gerudo with her typical fiery hair, clad in thick snow gear to keep warm, yet still wearing some Gerudo jewelry on top. It was Urbosa.

Revali sneered and stood up straight. Now that he had stood still for a few seconds, the pain from training so hard began to fill his muscles and his side began to ache. "Not now…" Revali thought. He refused to let Urbosa see him weak again.

"What do you want?" Revali spat coldly as she neared into earshot.

"Believe me, I wanted to come see you just about as much as you want to see me. I was volunteered by the rest of the Champions to come speak with you," She crossed her arms. "Apparently, I'm the 'most stern' out of all of us. Zelda, Mipha, and Daruk all said if anyone could reason with you, it would be me."

"'Reason with me'? And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" He shrugged his wings as wide as possible before putting his wings on his hips.

"Revali, we all know you tricked Mipha and Daruk to get away from us yesterday, what was that all about?" Urbosa crossed her arms. She grew frustrated with his obstinate personality.

Revali felt his nervousness growing. She was prying and he refused to be vulnerable, so he combated the feeling with his attitude. "Oh, that's what this is about? Well, if you didn't notice, I have more important things to do than stand here and listen to you squawk at me," Revali spread his feathers and kneeled to take flight. As soon as his talons were about to leave the ground, Urbosa quickly snapped, sending a lighting zap down towards Revali.

Feeling the static fill his feathers in a split second before he was struck, dread filled Revali knowing what was about to follow. The little zap thundered slightly as it struck its target.

"AGH!" Revali squawked as he fell to the side, twitching on the ground, a few of his feathers flying up into the sky.

Urbosa stifled a smirk. "You seemed to enjoy being in pain yesterday, so I didn't think you would mind a little more today. You won't always be able to fly away from your problems, you know."

Revali shot her a nasty look with his glaring green eyes as he lay incapacitated on the stony, cold ground. "Fine! We can talk! As long as you swear never to do that again!"

"Let's make a deal," Urbosa started, kneeling next to him. "I'll never have to do that again if you don't leave me and the other Champions worried about you, without any explanation. Do you have any idea how confused we were yesterday? Did you even think about us?"

Her words struck a nerve in Revali. "In fact, I did think about you," He said coldly. "I knew exactly what you all thought of me! You thought I was a pathetic weakling who needed help! But I made it back home in one piece all on my own, so I didn't have to waste my time thanking any of you! How many times must I explain: I can take care of myself!"

Urbosa stayed silent. She wasn't sure denying that statement would allay his fears of looking pathetic or not. "What have any of us done or said to make you think that we think that lowly of you? We all know the pressures of being Champions. All of our people look up to us, but that doesn't make us perfect. A true hero needs to learn how to accept help from others when they need it," Urbosa stood back up, offering her hand to Revali.

Revali stared at her outstretched hand from where he lay on the ground, still slightly stunned and his whole body aching. He slapped her hand away and put his trembling hands on the ground, trying to prop himself up, yet he couldn't bring any strength to his frame to hold himself up.

"Do I need to zap you again?" Urbosa watched him struggle on his own. She put her hand back out.

Revali rolled his eyes, realizing he didn't have much of a choice. He took her hand, and shakily rose to his talons slowly. It took all that he had in him to stay upright. "Your threats don't scare me. If I was in better shape right now, I could take you," His shaking voice told Urbosa that he was struggling just to stand.

"I'm not the enemy, Revali. Let's just get you to your hammock," Urbosa suggested, helping lead him over to the ladder of the roost.

Revali said nothing as she put her hand on the back of his shoulder to help stabilize him. An all too familiar feeling of humiliation filled Revali. He felt defeated. He hated this feeling of needing help, yet he knew deep down that he really did need help. He was miserable from beating himself up mentally and physically. Now that he had finally stopped training, the fatigue started setting in. Every muscle in his body felt like it was on fire. He hadn't eaten anything since the incident, which made him feel dizzy and shaky. If Urbosa wasn't supporting him as he walked, he was certain his knees would've buckled underneath him. If he didn't rest soon, surely his body would take the liberty of collapsing on its own, forcing him to rest. Once Urbosa had gotten him to the ladder, Revali flapped one last gust to make it to the top. Urbosa followed behind him on the ladder. Revali landed not so gracefully, stumbling down onto the mat on the ground, unable to make it up to his hammock. The Rito always lay in hammocks, as laying on the ground was something considered shameful as a Rito warrior, a position of defeat, but Revali was in too much pain to care. He only hoped none of the Rito would see him like this. Urbosa grabbed a blanket off of the nearby shelf and covered his shaking body as she sat down next to him. She lifted his head and slid a nearby pillow underneath his neck.

"Have you eaten yet today?" It seemed she could tell from his state that he had not been taking care of himself.

"No… training seemed more important…" Revali grumbled, wrapping his wings around his painful torso.

"Training while injured? Is that what you've been doing all day? What were you trying to accomplish, hurting yourself further?" Urbosa turned to the cooking supplies behind her to make a meal for the exhausted Rito.

"I went to the hot springs immediately after I left you all in the forest, I thought it had healed enough to keep training."

"I watched that Lynel kick you across the forest, slamming you against the stone cliff. That didn't look like something a simple trip to the hot springs could cure instantly," Urbosa argued, thawing and filleting a frozen salmon. "I know you might feel like being part of the Champions is a burden to continually better yourself, but we are concerned about you, Revali. We need you able to fight. You've been too hard on yourself lately."

"Too hard on myself? What are you talking about? I just told you I took some time off at the hot springs. Besides, if I went too easy on myself, I would never be the warrior I am today. This is the strict life the Champion of the Rito must live."

"You're still mortal, though. You make it sound as if food and rest aren't necessities for you," Urbosa said, adding salt to the salmon she was cooking. "Pushing yourself is important, but not to the point of absolute exhaustion like this. Mipha may be able to heal your wound for you, but I don't think she can help you recover the extreme amount of energy you've lost from punishing yourself like this."

Revali said no more. He knew the true words she spoke came from a place of compassion. He hated that she saw right through him. How did she know he was doing this partly to punish himself?

"It seems to me that something deeper than your pride is at the root of this need to be perfect. Although your prideful attitude may play a part in it… it seems to just be a front to hide the actual issue at hand," Urbosa mused, as if she could sense his insecurities.

Revali felt a pang in his chest, starting to feel vulnerable. "Stop acting like you know me. Can we stop talking about this, Urbosa? Please," He begged, rolling his head back on the pillow.

Urbosa threw a few spicy peppers into the dish. "If that's what you truly wish. However I feel you've been distracting yourself with training so much that you haven't had time to consider this yourself. I encourage you to figure out what is at the root of all this. Maybe you already know, you just aren't willing to admit it. I think you will find having a clear mind is an important part of being a Champion. I have had to overcome many fears to strengthen my courage, and my effectiveness in battle. Training isn't always physical, Revali. Although it appears that you aren't afraid of much, other than being dependent on other people."

Revali sighed. "I suppose you have a point…" Deep down, he was starting to realize his need to push himself further came from a place of fear. A fear that he wouldn't be good enough to save his people. "I hate being taken care of like this. Not simply being able to cook my own food? Pathetic."

"I'm really starting to think you are your own worst enemy, Revali. You need to ask yourself why you feel that you have to be perfect. It's completely unattainable."

"Maybe it is unattainable, but I can't afford to hold myself to a lesser standard than perfection," Revali explained. "The Rito act like I am the closest to perfection someone can get. I can't let them ever see me like this… it's bad enough having to let a fellow Champion take care of me as if I'm a fledgling."

"Ah… now we're getting somewhere," Urbosa started, stirring the sizzling food.

Revali realized he had spoken too much. "Ugh, I can't believe you got me to say all that…"

Urbosa started scooping the food into a dish for Revali. "You know I hold no judgement for what you've shared with me. I have felt the same way many times with the Gerudo. It's tough being the one in charge, having everyone scrutinize your every move. Yet I came to realize that most often in my moments of weakness, it reminds the Gerudo that I too am mortal, just as they are. And there are a few wise leaders, my friends, who are there to help me in my moments of weakness. If a leader cannot relate to the struggles of their own people, then I think their effectiveness in leading will fall short of what it could be."

Revali stayed silent. Her words made sense, at the same time he knew he could never bring himself to appear weak to the Rito, not even just to "relate" to them.

Urbosa handed Revali the food she had just cooked. Revali took it and propped himself up to eat it. Cautiously, he took a bite, unsure if a Gerudo could cook something to his liking.

"Hmph… not bad, for a Gerudo," Revali remarked before taking another bite.

Urbosa laughed. "I suppose that's as close to a compliment I'll get from you. It's not like I came halfway across the world to a completely different climate to come make sure you're alright or anything." She added sarcastically. "Well, you better come up with another compliment soon. Mipha will be here shortly to heal you."

Revali swallowed his food and rolled his eyes. "If you're looking for a thank you, you're not going to get it. I didn't ask you to come here. Neither did I ask Mipha to come."

"But you know you could've asked us to, and we would've come," Urbosa told him.

"Yes, of course I knew that. Asking for help isn't something I do. I would've managed just fine without you both. I should have expected you tiring Champions wouldn't be able to leave me alone. I suppose I'll allow her to heal me, not because I can't handle it on my own, but only because you all need my help to fight in battle so desperately."

Urbosa smiled and shook her head. "I cannot disagree with that. I know you probably know this, but sometimes it means more to hear someone else say it. I would've been in a lot of trouble if you weren't there in battle yesterday. That thing moved so fast, it was impossible to target it with my lightning strikes precisely. You dealt much more damage than I did. Once it was so fed up with your attacks and managed to knock you down, only then I was able to target him and finish him off."

"So you're saying 'thank you for being thrown across the forest so I could steal your kill'?" Revali sneered playfully.

"If you want to take it that way, by all means," Urbosa shrugged.

Revali laughed shortly, although weakly, which surprised Urbosa. "It was only a joke. I appreciate your words, Urbosa. Although you would be correct about me already knowing that already. All of you Champions would be lost without me," He said proudly.

Urbosa smirked. "Which is precisely why you shouldn't fly away from your problems when you could use our help. There's no shame in admitting that. Ask any one of us, and I know they would agree.

"Hmm…" Revali hummed, not fully sure if he believed it himself.