An old saying went as 'do not judge a book by its cover', but for the poor humans, it was easier said than done.
When Aaron had seen the small little creature buzzing around the flowers, he assumed that killing one would be simpler than learning how to whistle properly.
But by the gods was he wrong.
His blade collided against the metallic spikes of the insect, who had them crisscrossed in an X shape in front of its chest.
The insect was small, barely two to three inches from the head to toe, and yet, Aaron felt a chill crawl up his spine.
He had put all his strength into the attack and yet the bee was able to tank the blow without moving a single inch!
Aaron's flight or fight instincts were triggered and he slowly began to backpedal a bit, looking up at the darkening sky.
He was no expert, but if he had to guess, the rain would arrive in less than a few minutes.
