I gasped and, without thinking, flew after the source of the shout, and was only slightly faster than Ambrosia.
The closer we got to the brood cells we just left, the louder the shouts became. Hundreds of bees were flying and talking all at once, making it impossible to discern what they were talking.
But the wails of that one girl still were loud enough to be heard.
"AAAAAH, NO, NO! STOP!"
Soon, I and Amby saw the source of the noise.
A hundred or so Nurse Bees, gathered from the entire comb sector by the commotion, were fluttering in panic around a single brood cell. Whatever they were trying to do, instead, they were just stumbling into each other in the air, shouting over each other's voices, and achieving absolutely nothing.
Ambrosia charged right into them, spreading her arms and her Queen pheromones. Her embroidered dress fluttered in the air.
