[ Squalo listens with attention, but there's growing disbelief in his expression. Entire cavalry and hundreds of arrows? He could probably fight his way out of that, but -- ]

That seems... unlikely. Or very lucky. [ He ponders for a moment. Maybe there was magic involved, but surely it would not be as impressive as to tell others of in that case. He doesn't look turned off from the task, however, rather just curious and amused, somehow. ] Really, no injuries at all?

[ His smirk widens once again hearing the rest. ]

Shouldn't be hard to get a match out of him, then. Worst case, call his honor into question, right?

[ Maybe threaten someone important to him or just commit a crime in front of him or something. Should be easy enough. Those harping on about honor could usually be played all to easily... not that he did not do that, on occasion, but clearly he was the brilliant exception as always. ]