Without further protests, my girls got me the suits, and I changed my flashy armor for something stealthier. Just in case, I took my armor and spear with me—I could still put it on later.
And my stinger grew out by now, so I was ready to kill if necessary.
The rest of my little squad (which had myself, B568-114, Destroyer with bodyguards, and Beehound Quietstep) changed into camouflage suits, too.
They weren't proper camouflage, of course. Just clothing from brown or green leather with some dry leaves sewn onto them. They covered the natural bright black and yellow of bees' hair and chitin, giving a temporary 'Camouflage I' trait. Just like dirt, but cleaner.
Invincible-13 kept the Scourge waiting where we left them, and the dragon carried us all to the village.
From the height of a dragon's flight, I could almost imagine that it was a normal-sized human settlement, and the houses weren't mountain-like compared to my size.
