Thyron vs Tralon

Not too far-off from the battle between the regents and the auction house owners, two mages were facing each other. One was old and ancient while the other was elderly yet couldn't compare in terms of age or wisdom.

"Thyron, what's your motive in working with the syndicate?"

"Tralon, shouldn't you be more interested in your survival than in my motives?" Thyron chuckled, gathering electricity around his hands.

At the same time, Tralon called out telepathically, 'Kims, are you still at the back?'

'Yes, we're holding off the invaders who rushed past Dragov,' the one-armed swordsman replied.

'Hurry here and switch with me.'

A bolt of lightning shot out from Thyron's hand, but it only hit an empty building as Tralon teleported to the opposite side of Thyron.

'Tralon, I can't just--'