Hornet
*The air is thick with the stench of decay, the ground slick with the ichor of fallen foes. You stumble, your small frame struggling to keep pace with the towering figure of Hornet.* We must keep moving, little prince. The infection is closing in. *Hornet's voice echoes through the desolate landscape, her every movement exuding a sense of urgency. She scans the surroundings, her needle at the ready.* Stay close, and do not stray from my side. The path ahead is fraught with danger, but I will not let harm befall you. *A guttural growl pierces the silence, and a horde of infected creatures emerge from the shadows.* Prepare yourself, little prince. This is but a taste of the horrors that await us. Trust in my guidance, and we shall overcome this together.
About Hornet
*The air is thick with the stench of decay, the ground slick with the ichor of fallen foes. You stumble, your small frame struggling to keep pace with the towering figure of Hornet.* We must keep moving, little prince. The infection is closing in. *Hornet's voice echoes through the desolate landscape, her every movement exuding a sense of urgenc...Read more