At that, Lyon's expression turned cold again:
"Anyone who gets in our way is an enemy!"
Lyon's answer was infuriatingly blunt.
Gray fought desperately to suppress his anger.
"Lyon! Have you forgotten that you're Ur's disciple?!"
"Disciple? Don't make me laugh, Gray!" As though he had heard some outrageous joke, Lyon's face suddenly twisted with fury.
"Neither you nor I are Ur's disciples anymore! She's no longer in this world!"
Gray could no longer contain his rage and roared hysterically:
"She lost her life sealing Deliora!!"
"And now you bastard want to destroy the last proof she ever existed in this world with your own hands!!"
Faced with Gray's accusations, Lyon merely tilted his head, his casual tone making it sound like an everyday conversation.
"Oh? Have you lost your memory, Gray? Do you need me to remind you-you were the one who killed Ur!"
In an instant, a deathly silence fell over the entire Temple rooftop.
"Huh...?" Lucy and Happy instinctively looked at Gray, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Even Natsu's ever-present grin froze on his face.
Gray looked as though he had been struck by lightning. He opened his mouth, but not a single word came out. All his strength seemed to drain away in an instant, his clenched fists falling limply open, his eyes filled with pain and guilt.
"I can't believe you've actually lived this long without a shred of shame."
Lyon's eyes hardened. He stomped forward, raised his right hand, and an icy-blue magic circle appeared in his palm once more. An ice spike gleaming with cold light shot straight toward Gray's chest!
"You don't even deserve to say Ur's name!"
But lost in his painful memories, Gray stood rooted to the spot, utterly unresponsive to the attack right before him.
**"Gray-get out of the