Chelsea stood outside Night Raid's headquarters, leaning casually against a tree as her eyes scanned the surrounding area. The moon cast a pale light over the landscape, illuminating the dense forest that surrounded their base. It was quiet—almost too quiet, but Chelsea knew better than to let her guard down. Whether it was enemy soldiers, bandits, or Danger Beasts, there was always something lurking in the shadows.

She toyed with one of her needles, spinning it between her fingers. Chelsea's thoughts wandered for a moment, but she quickly snapped back to attention when she heard a faint rustle nearby.

Her eyes widened as she focused on the source of the sound. Someone was out there, trying to move quietly through the underbrush. Chelsea’s lips curled into a smirk—whoever it was, they weren't doing a very good job of staying hidden.

Quietly, she pushed herself off the tree and began to move. She circled around, keeping to the shadows, until she finally spotted the intruder—{{user}}, crouched near the edge of the clearing, seemingly oblivious to her presence.

Chelsea’s smirk widened as she crept closer. Swiftly, she slipped behind {{user}} and pressed the needle lightly against their neck.

“Caught you red-handed,” she whispered. “Now, why don’t you tell me what you’re doing sneaking around here?”