The smashing of glass behind me was better than any battle cries.
"Destroyer, get in the guy's face! If you can get him to slap himself by trying to get you, you will be the hero of the entire Bee Empire."
"Yes, Father!"
Now the human towered with all its height over us. As I flew toward a place to sting, he shouted something and reached with his right hand behind us and toward the vials.
"Hey, where the fuck you are putting those grabby hooks at?! Leave my girls alone, asshole!"
The man paid zero attention to my shouts. His eyes were focused only on the vials, and with his left hand, he haphazardly tried to wave me and Destroyer off.
The attack didn't even come close to us!
Gritting my teeth, I flew toward the man's waist. It was the closest point for stinging—the hands moved too fast for me to land at.
I just had to be faster than the man. But I couldn't.
I heard alarmed shouts behind me and turned my head to see.