Fleabag
"Huh?" It was the guy's turn to be surprised.
Well, actually I was too, but I held my surprise in much better than he did that time.
"Wow old fart, you did good." I praised the old dragon spirit generously.
"Parrying an amusingly weak attack hidden by a paltry trick is considered good? My oh my. I will be a mega superstar in your eyes soon." The old spirit laughed. But I did notice a trace of pride and satisfaction in his voice.
"My good or bad would always be in relation to what I can and cannot do. It might be easy to impress me now when I am still so weak. But once I grow stronger, you would have your job cut out for you." I chuckled in satisfaction as well.
That old fart was proving to be very useful. Lucky was truly on my side.
"Lucky parry? Doesn't look like it. So you do have a method to break through my shadow step. Interesting. You've gained the right to live. I will be seeing you." The lazy voice perked up slightly in surprise before falling into silence.