After a moment of hesitation, I passed a response through the signaller.
'If this incredible truth can wait until I arrive to you personally, it can wait another day while I deal with the consequences… whatever just happened! Or you can tell me through a signaller—it doesn't matter. And, Precio-Us, you told me that you will keep your power under control. But you didn't, so I'm… not happy.'
After this stern tirade, I flew on my original course—toward Ambrosia.
To my relief, she was unharmed and already busy with damage control. While there wasn't much direct damage, there were countless thousands of humans and millions of bees present in the city, and they were all confused by this telepathic attack.
Confused, afraid, and prone to harming themselves and people around them.
