Here's the way we "settled" these things when I was a little boy Dwarf:
No matter how great you say your side is, my side is better, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, nyaaah nyaaah nyaaah.
*Scrambles to her feet* (Who's the short one now?)
Sorry, but I got to go, but I will be quite happy to continue this tomorrow.
*Casually snatches axe from Keyblade Master while he is off his guard and tosses it far, far away*
Oh those Dwarves...*sighs and shakes her head*
Better watch your troops, Frodosgurl
*sneaks back to the battlefield and rigs up 200 bows and arrows in the trees*
Hehe. The Dwarves are doomed...