The moment Gajeel opened his eyes, a fresh scent of grass and trees washed over him. He found himself in a dense forest surrounded by towering ancient trees with lush foliage. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow all around. The air was filled with the fragrance of earth and flowers, making even breathing feel effortless.
"A forest? That really doesn't fit my style."
Gajeel frowned, clenched his fists, and felt the flow of magic power within him. Scanning his surroundings, he quickly noticed a wide-open clearing ahead.
Chapter 183