She quickly scanned her surroundings, then hurried to a corner packed with obstacles and, relying on her years of experience, immediately hid herself away.
At the same time, she hurriedly took out her Imperial Arm, a makeup-case-like Imperial Arm, and swiftly began applying makeup.
Fortunately, Sil was a scatterbrain. She had been about to catch Chelsea, but once she entered this obstacle-filled area, she seemed rather at a loss.
That gave Chelsea enough time to quickly use her Imperial Arm to transform herself into a... black squirrel.
A cat would have been the best choice right now. Compared to other small animals, there was no creature more agile than a cat.
But ever since... escaping from Durandal, she had never turned into a cat again.
After becoming a black squirrel, Chelsea finally felt a little relieved. Watching Sil search for her nearby, Chelsea became increasingly cautious.
But by sheer bad luck, Sil kept moving closer to her position. Left with no choice... Chelsea prepared to change locations, or she would be discovered the next moment.
But Chelsea had barely moved when Sil changed direction as well and once again headed toward her new position.
And because Sil was now far too close, she did not dare move again. Otherwise, she would be spotted in the next instant. All she could do now was pray that Sil could not see her.
After all, she was completely black right now, perfectly concealed here.
Yet the moment she finished praying, Chelsea discovered that Sil's gaze had fixed directly on her.
Though she felt unbelievably unlucky, Chelsea did not sit still and wait for death. She could only hurriedly flee.
"Squirrel?"
Sil was slightly startled as she watched the squirrel suddenly dart out in front of her!
Contrary to what Chelsea thought... Sil had