Without a moment's hesitation, Soldin immediately turned around and sprinted away in the opposite direction.
Under the cover of dusk, the dwarf in full metal armor and the swarm of bees behind him looked like an iron ball rolling through the forest, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.
Seeing that Soldin had already led away the majority of the Anvil Bees from the hive, Margaret, who had been waiting nearby, quickly stepped forward.
She held an open empty cloth bag in her left hand and gripped a small, gleaming dagger in her right.
Level 4 Swordsman.
Even though she held an unfamiliar short dagger, her knife skills were still fierce and precise.
In less than a minute.
The hive, almost as large as the torsos of two adults, was neatly cut into pieces.
