Chapter 11: Blessed Victor-Bee
Belissar took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
It worked.
It actually worked.
He figured he could start a fire with flowers, twigs, and honeycomb, which was even easier as he could directly ask the bees to line the walls and floors with wax. But none of that would burn particularly quickly and it would take a bit for the fire to get going. So, he needed a way to actually keep the monster in the flames.
The Pit Trap seemed to offer a solution, but Belissar encountered a problem when he went to make it. It turned out he couldn’t place it directly in front of the gate. In fact, he couldn’t place the trees or the spawners there either. He didn’t know why, but for one reason or another the gate had to remain clear. But it wasn’t his place to question the gods, so he could only accept the limitation.
And that meant there was an issue of how to actually get the monster onto the trap. Since he couldn’t make enough trees to form a path, either the bees would have to fight once again...or he would.
But, against all odds, it had worked. He, a simple peasant beekeeper with no magic or might to his name, had slain a shade of the Hunger. He had fulfilled the role of a mighty Tower Lord.
And that wasn’t all...
As Belissar laughed and rested on the ground, the Tower’s shine intensified. Belissar felt the heat within the Tower grow red hot. Suddenly, a wave of light surged out from the core room and across the Flower Meadow. When it reached the Pit Trap, it burned away the last wisps of the black mist. It shrank down as it approached the gateway, forming a tiny glowing ball as it passed out of the Tower’s entrance.