Chase them.

You suppose the time for subtlety is out the window. Niki, Amara, and yourself hurry down the hall after the running pair, though Eva stumbles behind. You can hear her whimpering under her breath as she struggles with her own wardrobe malfunction. With no panties beneath, there's very little keeping any watchful eyes from glancing a peak beneath the front of her swinging dress. That being said, nobody is around to see, and it isn't as if she's nude, so it's clear to you even without your Kitty Sense that she's burning up for a much deeper, self-imposed reason. Thoughts are racing behind those eyes--ones that cause her face to flush red, and her breathing to become erratic. You've known her more than long enough to know the reason, and that she often does this to herself. She may enjoy the thrill of this more than anything else, but that doesn't stop her from being shy about it.

When you look back at her, she becomes even more embarrassed, as if she's been caught in the act of something dubious.

"Come on. We can't fall behind," you say before taking a firm hold of her arm. "You're a rabbit. I know you can run faster than that."

"D-D-Don't drag me! Not now!" she calls out as one of her hands is pulled away due to your intervention. She keeps one between her legs and stumbles along, though more quickly now. "Please... J-Just wait, slow down," she begs as the two of you continue around the corner. "I don't have any--"

"Hey. That isn't stopping Malakae, right?"

Meanwhile near the front, the dragoness Malakae Vraelion seems determined to catch the fleeing Jelly. What you can't see, but you can certainly sense, is certainly a similar creation. She is generally more composed on the outside than somebody like Eva, though her face is just as flushed, and you watch her awkwardly fidget as she nearly trips time and time again. She brings her hands down to readjust her qipao dress, which is thankfully not as skimpy as Eva's either, but without any panties beneath, and with how high they're cut, she can't help but also be distracted. That isn't to mention the thoughts rushing through her own mind. You can tell intrusive thoughts such as, "I can feel a breeze," and, "What if someone gets a glance?" distract her immensely. She'd have surely caught Jelly by now otherwise. She's a mighty dragon, and Jelly is naught but a slime. There must be a speed difference there.

Up one hall and down the other. The problem is Jelly doesn't actually know where this basement is. All she can deduce is it must be down, so eventually she hurries down the main flight of stairs which led you up, but in the distance behind you, there comes a voice. "Hey! What is the meaning of this?" calls out the butler from before. But you keep running.

"Y-You can let go of me now!" Eva shouts.

"But if I do, are you gonna lag behind? Because someone's spotted us now."

She hesitates for a moment, pursing her lips. "Okay. You can keep dragging me."

You roll your eyes and make quite the suave maneuver. Using the momentum she already carries, you swing around your arm to grab onto her back, and smoothly hoist her right up into your arms. She shouts in panic, though you hold her quite easily while keeping up a brisk enough pace. Thankfully the only one so far who'd make haste is the butler.

"Kyle, my--" She pushes both hands down against the pelvic certain now laying like a thin blanket over her bare nethers, between her legs. But after a moment of silence, she looks to you with a new sort of blushing expression on her face. "... Thank you, Kyle. You've become quite the prince, sweeping me off my feet."

You chuckle. "I thought I was a king."

"You foolish slime creature!" Malakae shouts. "If you make it to the damned basement, will you finally stop?"

Flailing the panties around over her head, Jelly turns an eye back and giggles. "Ya-huh!"

She growls. "Next left. Head to the end of the hallway, and you'll reach the doorway to the bottom level."

"Thanks!" Now bolstered by further motivation, she takes off ahead, following the directions given.