Kelvin just shook his head, watching, and occasionally sidestepping the occasional bolt of lightning. "What a jerk, taking all the fun for himself." He muttered to Bardock. They both were good, but the gravity magic was just giving agility and force. Lightning magic particularly would be debilitating his guildmate- the shock from even a glancing blow would at least slow him down, and if he stopped moving he was finished. Of course, a similar story could be said for the other mage. Magic, even strong magic, only goes so far with a sword in your gut or a concussion. Watching the fight, Kelvin slowly positioned directly between those fighting the fires and the fight. Kelvin could feel his magic power rushing at his fingertips, eager to be let loose. A light smile played about his lips as he considered it. With this short distance, he could close in milliseconds. And he knew, with this much adrenaline, he wouldn't stop letting loose magic until one of them was knocked out, or he was out of power. Of course, that wouldn't guarantee the safety of his guildmate. An uncoordinated dash like that could easily throw the fight into the lightning mage's favor. Kelvin sighed, glancing at Bardock. "Why do they get to have all the fun?"