He landed hard on the ground with a sickening thud as fresh new pain torn through his entire body, his robes now stained with a mixture of his own blood and the remains of far too many of his dead children. The grass was now covered in tiny yellow and black corpses, and only a few hives remained.<br/><br/><br/>He rose quickly to his feet and darted back swiftly, as fast as his body would allow. The creature drove itself hard into the ground and struggled to pull itself free.<br/><br/>He lowered his head for a moment, inhaling and exhaling rapidly as the beast howled with that ungodly, human like voice as it pulled desperately at the stinger embedded in the ground. He focused his body and in a moment his eyes snapped open, watching the children of this hellish nightmare swarming around the monster.<br/><br/><br/><br/><b><span style="font-size: 15px">FISTS OF A THOUSAND STINGERS.</span></b><br/><br/><br/>He unleashed all of his bottled rage and anger upon the creature. The air was filled with demonic screaming and howling as blow after blow after blow struck the foul demon's hellish hide, punching through shell and flesh alike until nothing was left but a hollow husk. The smaller creatures where next... dropping from the air in rapid succession until it was finally over.<br/><br/>He lay there on the grass panting heavily and dripping with sweat, as fresh blood oozed from his wound. Silence returned to the garden. For a brief moment he was finally able to take in the sight of destruction before him, with only a few hives left standing.<br/><br/>"My children..." He could still hear the sound of many of the blessed bees now hiding in their hives, but so many more had fallen.<br/><br/>The garden was filled once more with his screaming as Brother Vernasus mourned.