Chapter 167 Ghost Wood and the Chest

Rhea kept her distance, quietly slipping around the feeding siren.

As she passed by, the siren sniffed the air, as if it had caught her scent, and turned its head in her direction.

Rhea instantly tensed up, but the siren just shot her a look before going back to gnawing on the fish in its hands.

'This Blue Pouch Fish Oil Ointment really works...' Rhea mused.

Rhea quickly slipped away from the area