Han shot Yun a dirty look. One hell of a joke that was. "Ha ha, very funny, Yun." He said, looking towards the waterfall. There was a small ladder that led up to the top, constructed by Han's grandfather before he died. It was set into the stone, and magically reinforced so it wouldn't buckle. "Lemme show you how it's done." Han said, and raced off towards the ladder, swiftly scaling it.
Soon, he found himself at the top of the waterfall, toes at the edge. "Watch this!" He said, and bent his legs before placing his arms straight ahead of him. He took a deep breath, and jumped off, hitting the water hands first like a clam diver jumping off of his boat. He emerged at the surface, and brushed his wet hair back, cracking a smile. "Your turn, Yun!"