Storms, roads and Roman engineering

I imagined that the giant humans had no problems in these storms. Even dragons, as visibly unhappy as they were with the water, could fly without problems.

At least, the rain was going to wash the trail of the dead hunters and make it harder for other giants to find where their friends went. Even if someone would search for them, it might take a long time to discover the Bee Empire.

Our scouts still didn't locate the human settlement, so I assumed it was far enough that even the giant would need a long time to travel from it to us. More than a day, possibly—the dead humans had packs, and when I crawled inside, I saw things that looked like supplies for camping.

But bees can't fly as usual during storms. If droplets of water won't make them fall, they will get cold way faster than they will get anywhere.

Not that they will get anywhere on foot. They will just drown in the dirt.