Bloodhero felt the heat of the roaring fire even before setting foot inside the Hive Woodcutter itself. Only the shouts of bees around drowned out the noise of flames. Huge black clouds of smoke were flying from it toward the sky.
The place looked like one massive furnace. The wax and wood it was built from wouldn't have ignited from a random spark, but the giant torches did the job.
Despite this all, some bees were still leaving the place—only to freeze at the exit because they were too wounded to fly.
Noticing this, Bloodhero immediately gathered herself together. She didn't come to search on her own—she brought five hundred soldiers with her, and they needed her directions!
"First, second, third hundred—help the escaping bees get down!" She ordered. "The rest—after me! If someone can still leave this place, then we can still enter it!"
"Yes, Adviser Bloodhero!"
