"Even so, please let me try, master."
Aldred raised an eyebrow when the lion-man called him 'master'. Well, having a talented student wasn't that bad.
Parthos charged forward and executed three quick spear attacks. Aldred did not move and let the spear come at him. But that was a fake attack, before it landed, the spear was being pulled back. This happened three times before Parthos thrust towards his chest.
That was when Aldred tilted his body. Parthos immediately slammed his spear to Aldred's face, but Aldred did not move, because the spear was suddenly being pulled back and stabbed at his leg instead.
Aldred calmly raised his leg and stepped on the spear, making it stick in the ground.
"It's real! You can see all of my fake attacks!"
"Told ya."
"How did you do it, master?"
"Practice. Try staring at a fly's wings, and count how many flaps it did per minute. If you can do that, you would have good eyesight like me."
"I will do that."