[ Felix doesn't it. He's used to speaking and not being heard; he expects Lorenz to brush the advice off or, best-case scenario, it'll be some time before he learns to put it to use.
But that momentary drop in his guard for the sake of lecturing costs him, because a second later, Lorenz takes off like a shot, powered by the force in his cloven hooves.
Felix yelps, a sound half-animal, and swings his blade up to meet the blow. Lorenz hits him hard enough to rattle his blade and his teeth both, and a second later he's flat on his back on the wood floor, breathless and blinking up at the vaulted ceiling trying to figure out what just happened.
And then he draws his forearm across his face and cackles. ]
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But that momentary drop in his guard for the sake of lecturing costs him, because a second later, Lorenz takes off like a shot, powered by the force in his cloven hooves.
Felix yelps, a sound half-animal, and swings his blade up to meet the blow. Lorenz hits him hard enough to rattle his blade and his teeth both, and a second later he's flat on his back on the wood floor, breathless and blinking up at the vaulted ceiling trying to figure out what just happened.
And then he draws his forearm across his face and cackles. ]
You're—ha—a quick learner, I'll give you that.