426 Thyron vs Tralon (1/2)

”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--'

Tralon cut off Kims, making sure the proud swordsman understood his logic, 'If not, you won't get your revenge on Thyron. Now will be your only chance. And you'll fare better than I.'

'... I'm on my way!'

With that conversation over, Tralon felt much more focused on the fight, evading another lightning bolt.

”If all you do is run, you'll be out of mana before you ever get a chance to injure me,” chuckled Thyron. ”Come on, show me why you were chosen as the Legend's aide!”

Taking in a deep breath, Tralon raised his arm with yellow energy while pointing his staff to the ground, also using yellow energy.

At the same time, Thyron felt the ground beneath his feet suddenly disappear. His footing fell three feet until solid ground was found, but a dome of earth had also emerged around him to trap Thyron's arms and torso in the center of the dome.

Tralon had dual cast Collapsing earth and Earth Fortress, showing off his creativity as a wizard against the sorcerer that relied purely on powerful spells. It was simple yet effective.

”Not bad… But not enough!”

Yellow energy filled Thyron's eyes as the rock trapping him burst apart. Then the ground started to do the same, erupting and spewing rocks and boulders viciously toward Tralon.

The wizard dashed to the side, revealing his strangely high dexterity, a stat that Jack forced Tralon to raise in the past.

”Oh! You're quicker than you look for such an old-timer,” commented Thyron. ”If only you weren't so hard-headed and were willing to work with us. You'd be an amazing ally and we could even remove that curse from you. Wouldn't you want that?”

”You're a true politician, Thyron. Always blowing hot air, especially amid a drastic situation,” Tralon replied.

The sorcerer shrugged. ”Then your death is your own fault.”

More lightning was gathered in one of Thyron's hands. At the same time, yellow energy gathered around the spokesman's other arm.

”Dodge this!”

”I wonder how much mana you still have. Maybe your former self could win, but you're nothing but a walking corpse compared to him!” mocked Thyron.

”True… But at least I have my priorities straight,” stated Tralon, unfazed by the comment. ”My priorities keep my aim true and consistent while yours will cause your downfall, Thyron.”

”Oh really? Will your hero come and save you? Will your weak gods be able to hold out against the strongest of the deities?” Thyron questioned. ”Today the Leisure Guild will fall, even if Gilga has to join it in hell.”