Lightning occasionally streaked across the rainy night.
It took the group a considerable amount of time to drag the black bear's enormous corpse back to the mouth of the cave.
As they dragged the hide along the way, many of the large, colorful bees were disturbed.
Perhaps sensing the gradual loss of the black bear's body heat, they took flight one by one, disappearing into the curtain of rain.
Some were struck by the rain, falling to the muddy ground to flounder, while others flew off into the distance and vanished.
Wang Hu, who was missing a chunk of flesh from his arm, clutched his wound, periodically swatting away the large, colorful bees that tried to land on him.
Seeing this, the others immediately grew wary, their eyes fixed cautiously on the bees.
Bai Mo watched the growing swarm of large, colorful bees.
"Where are they going?"
Qin Ying, keeping watch nearby, said softly,
