Chapter 339: He Was the One Who Destroyed Our Guild
Rhodes heard the sharp whistling of something cutting through the air behind him. Instinctively, he raised his right arm, his armored pincer catching the incoming blow.
CLANG!
The metal-on-metal collision rang out as the iron rod struck with tremendous force from above. The impact reverberated through Rhodes' arm like a hammer against a steel anvil.
"Tch... I figured someone would get in the way," he muttered, squinting through the swirling dust.
Barely visible through the fog of debris, the shape of Gajeel Redfox emerged, Iron Dragon Slayer, standing tall with a smirk of amusement.
He leapt onto the back of the Rift Herald, iron rod reverting into his hand. "Tch. Even with all this smoke, you still blocked it? That brain of yours really is something, huh, Fairy Tail strategist?"
"To be honest," Rhodes said coolly, stepping forward and leaping upward, "I've just had a lot of practice deflecting flying junk."
Gajeel tensed to meet him, only to stumble as the surface beneath him gave way. "What the—? It vanished?!"
The Rift Herald, responding to its master's silent command, had disappeared the instant Rhodes left its back.
In midair, Rhodes twisted and whipped his tail, heavy as iron, directly at Gajeel's waist.
"Lesson one: don't stand on someone else's summon without permission!"