Hollow Knight: Hallownest

In the last moments of his life, Bumblebee clearly felt that everything around him slowed down, the drifting leaves, the flying dust, the splashing mud, and -

The coming of death.

Legs...oh no, the whole body.

She felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her shoulders. Even though she could see her knees gradually bending, she could not escape the fate of being crushed.

This was the reaction she had always dreamed of, but it happened at the wrong time.

Even if it's a little earlier.

Just a little.

The strong wind generated by the sharp claws tearing through the air had already cut the skin on Bumblebee's neck. Bright red blood slowly seeped out of it, but before it could condense into beads, it was pulled into blood lines and scattered in the air.

A sudden change occurred!

The hunter only felt a flash of white light suddenly before his eyes, and then the figure of the Bumblebee seemed to have never existed and disappeared abruptly in front of his eyes. Only the mud prints formed on the ground kept telling him that this was not an illusion.

"Hmph, you finally can't help it?"

The claws, like the scythe of the god of death reaping lives, seemed to have been paused. They paused in the air for an instant and then moved down to the side of the body.

The exploration ends here.

The hunter's eyes were calm, and he was not surprised at what had just happened.

He had no intention of killing the little guy.

"Paladin Bai Jie, the fastest of the Five Knights of Hallownest, is said to be able to move without leaving a trace and drive away enemies without making a sound."

"There is no false reputation under a great name, but I am not exaggerating. After seeing you today, I have learned a lot."

A faint voice lingered among the bushes, and a tall white figure stood among them, with Bumblebee lying in his arms, still in a trance.

Her distracted eyes gradually regained their luster, reflecting a familiar heroic spirit. She opened her mouth woodenly, and was silent for a while before she spoke.

"De...Delia? Is that you?"

Delia nodded and said, "It's me, Princess. I'm sorry for scaring you."

The strong emotional impact of surviving the disaster made Bumblebee a little dizzy at the moment. He just nodded blankly. After a few breaths, he came to his senses and found himself lying in Drya's arms with a blush on his cheeks.

"Dreya, put me down, I...I'm fine."

"As you wish, Princess."

The hunter was not idle at this time either. His sharp fingertips were constantly carving on a piece of stone. He stopped halfway, leaving a lot of blank space.

"Well, have you finished catching up? The hunt is not over yet."

Bumblebee took a deep breath, held his right wrist with his left hand, and suppressed his trembling palm.

Facing death too early will undoubtedly leave an indelible fear for a precocious child, and for a warrior, it is more likely to directly destroy his desire for martial arts.

Delia felt a little guilty when she saw this scene, but she said nothing and just watched quietly.

She knew very well that this hurdle could not be overcome with the help of external forces. If Bumblebee did not overcome it alone, then even if she could pick up the bone nail again, she would not be able to wield it with the same ferocity as before.

"If you can't even look death in the face, it only means that you were born to be prey."

"Give up. Your nails and skills can't change anything."

The hunter's words were like his sharp claws, mercilessly uncovering Bumblebee's long-buried painful memories.

Her original intention in picking up the bone needle was not for herself.

The nest that she could not leave, the remaining tribesmen who cursed her, and her mother who surrendered to her, these three mixed together formed her childhood.

Ever since being sent to the palace, that memory has been sealed away in my heart as a protective thought.

A thought that craves power.

She wants to change her powerlessness in accepting the current situation.

She never dared to slack off in her training at the Hive. Whenever her body felt tired and she wanted to give up mentally, the memory in her heart would immediately cut it off.

It was not until he completed his martial arts training and returned to his nest to fulfill his obsession that his long-repressed heart was released.

She firmly believed that she could face all difficulties with the bone needle in her hand, but just now, this idea seemed to waver.

Even if it is death, can you face it calmly?

Bumblebee's vision was a little blurry. In a trance, she seemed to see a frail little girl in a red dress standing in front of her.

The little girl lowered her head, seemed a little depressed, took two steps closer and lay on her legs.

She didn't even notice when her posture changed, and she didn't know when her body became plump.

At this moment, the only thing in her eyes was the girl lying on her legs, wiping her tears and crying.

"Mom... wuwuwu... we didn't do anything..."

His calm heart suddenly trembled, and Bumblebee felt a black screen in front of his eyes, his perspective changed, and his face felt a little wet.

Is this, tears?

She raised her head and felt the gentle caress on her back. She would never forget the warmth brought by that broad palm.

But when she wiped away her tearful eyes, what she saw was a face emitting a pale blush.

No, no, not this...

She looked around anxiously, but suddenly found that her eyes had darkened again, and her mouth seemed to be sewn shut, so she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried. She could only hear the echoing and lost footsteps coming back to her ears.

No, no, don't leave......

Bumblebee kept shouting and begging in his heart, hoping that the owner of the footsteps would stay for a moment, even just for a moment.

But she left so decisively, without realizing that she had taken away half of the little girl's heart.

How can I keep you, mother?

My silly mother who was willing to give her life for me.

Crystal tears slid across the mask and fell into the soil. After a while, a new sprout emerged from the bottom and slowly stretched its waist.

Among countless green things, only it is born famous.

Bumblebee's hands stopped shaking, but the bone needles made a buzzing sound that had never been heard before.

It's intoxicated!

It's singing!

It's praising!

This glory called rebirth, this sublimation praised as the highest, makes it so obsessed!

The sacred white light dimmed at this moment and was completely gathered back into Bumblebee's body. She once again turned back into her ordinary appearance before she met the hunter.

But this time, it was the first time that the hunter felt frightened by her.

Just for her.

The red dress, at this moment, was like a flame in a furnace, and the object it was burning and surrounding was a bone nail with concealed edge.

Once the blade is sharpened, there will be blood.

Where it came from is clear in your heart.

Bumblebee raised her head, her eyes were red, but there was no sign of weakness.

"I am afraid of death, because half of my heart has been given to death, but my bone needle has not been given to death."

"I will take that half of my heart, along with her, back from the hands of death!"