Chapter 474: Does Fairy Tail have a branch?
"Summon, F4! No, F3? Kid? Ugh...Wraiths!"
After several failed guesses, Rhodes finally remembered the correct name. With a pale green shimmer from his pendant, three eerie creatures appeared in the air before him. One large, two small, each draped in ragged, shadowy cloaks and bearing long, bony claws. They floated a few feet above the ground, like specters risen from ancient graves.
"~"
"Hissss~"
Their voices rasped like haunted winds, each one a dry whisper that sent chills up Rhodes’s spine. Despite their ghostly appearance, they didn’t seem to be intangible, these so-called Wraiths had substance, and their claws gleamed with a dreadful sharpness.
He couldn’t help but notice the recurring aesthetic of this realm: pale, sickly greens, gray-whites, and unsettling, deathly tones. Even the wild monsters here looked like undead echoes of the real ones he knew.
With a thought, Rhodes summoned another group of Wraiths and ordered them to assist the six wolves who were already harrying the giant frog.
The Wraiths surged forward, claws flashing. Each strike left bloody gashes on the frog’s slippery hide, proving their physical force despite their spectral forms.
The frog, now bleeding and outnumbered, let out a deep croak and suddenly leapt, a single bound carrying it nearly a hundred meters away.
The wolves were tossed aside like broken branches, but three Wraiths had latched onto the frog’s back, their claws sunk deep into its flesh.
The frog leapt again, dragging them along as it tried to flee.