"Look, friend, look! Doesn't it look great?"
Layla pointed excitedly to a strange honeycomb as she dragged Apollo along.
As for Apollo, he simply blinked a few times, stumbling because of Layla's tug.
"That looks like something, that's for sure."
The strange honeycomb was very large. The entirety of it was roughly thirty meters high and fifty meters wide. The honeycomb was slanted to the side and consisted of various hexagonal cells that were nearly overflowing with some strange viscous translucent green substance.
These shapes were not the most perfectly made. They were not only irregularly shaped, like what a hexagon would look like if drawn by a child, but also cracked. There was even a section that looked somewhat like a teacup, while one in the middle of the honeycomb was half draped over.
In fact, certain sections of the comb had directly broken off.
Whoever or whatever made them, did a really sloppy job.
