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... . The Flower Meadow queens gathered up their soldiers and arranged their formations outside the Tower’s gate. The Apiary workers flew to each of the Pit Traps, ensuring the Sticky Honey Traps inside were stocked with mad honey. Belissar himself checked the kindling down in each of the Pit Traps before starting a campfire at the Apiary entrance.

Satisfied that everything was prepared, he called out to all his bees.

“Everyone ready?”

Niobee flew next to him.

“Ready! ...

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