- POV General -
The group of pirates had just suffered a sudden and rapid fly attack which they had managed to fend off with a small scare. However, it was over for the moment and while everyone looked around to make sure they didn't see anything else, Hestia was sure of herself. Her extensive hunting experience made her think that these insects had not attacked by chance at all.
She knew nothing about the creatures of this island, but every living thing in nature responded and acted in a particular pattern. To suffer such a sudden attack meant only one thing, they were approaching a nest and had just been spotted by scouts. With the threat over, everyone could breathe again, despite the five corpses still lying on the ground as some looked on in horror.
"What was that thing ? That-that's huge and uurg !"
"I-I don't know but...brrrr fucking disgusting !"
