Kargal approached the tree and looked at the beehive. The bees around the hive were already buzzing restlessly.
I thought Master would punish me more harshly… — he thought to himself. — I didn't expect to feel relieved by such a simple punishment.
He began climbing the tree. The dry bark creaked under his bony fingers, and the branches swayed with every movement. Sensing this, the bees drew closer, circling him angrily with furious buzzing.
But Kargal did not stop.
When he reached the branch, the bees completely surrounded him. Several tried to sting, but his skeletal body offered them no effect. Feeling this, Kargal gave a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
He grasped the beehive and tried to pull it free. But the hive was not sturdy—it began to bend. Sensing this, Kargal reduced his strength, gripped it from above, and yanked hard once at the attachment point.
The hive broke loose.
But he lost his balance.
