Ozia stood on the drifting body of the giant Queen Bee as it flew toward the closest wall made of beeswax.
Getting close to him was an angry swarm of bees, all gazing at him with killing intent. And fighting through this swarm of bees were other lions and lionesses, who tore and clawed their way through the disgusting mess and fought bravely, intending to reach Ozia first.
Among the lions fighting their way through the swarm of bees, his brothers were among.
It was the whole fleet belonging to the siblings that had been ambushed.
When things were looking grim because of the fact that Ozia was not sure he would be able to fight against so many bees at the same time, something happened.
Two arcs of cannon beams shot through the vast walls from behind, burning the honey and air to strike at the swarm of bees.
Ozia looked up, his honey-drenched face illuminated by the light of thousands of shuttles flying in through the newly made hole.
