Metabee glanced over his shoulder for a moment to check Gajeel's progress, but didn't say anything back. He didn't really care why no one had seen any dragons, what he cared about right now was thinking of a plan. There had to be something.

He skidded to a halt as he reached the end of the aisle where it met the back wall. The back wall with windows. He glanced back at Gajeel, and back at the window. That might just be the answer to his problem. He turned right at the fork and quickly dodged into one of the cubicles, waiting to ambush Gajeel as he rounded the corner.