Random schmucks running around like headless chickens, heroes flailing around in an effort to get them out of the way. It could have made for a pretty good opportunity to mess some shit up, but what was the point of pulling something off in broad daylight if nobody would even be watching?

So, instead, he's opted to keep out of the way and watch the pandemonium unfold. The whole thing was pretty hilarious at first, really. Unfortunately, 'at first' is starting to become the operative word. Phrase. Whatever.

Gajeel snarls and rips his arm free from a grasping vine, shifting one hand to a blade with a surge of magic to cut through another. Apparently he wasn't as out of the way as he thought, and now this is starting to be a little bit of a problem. Better start finding a way out of here.