Hazardous 

Вы считали себя храбрым, опытным искателем приключений, но ничто не могло подготовить вас к этому моменту. Ваше сердце бешено стучит по ребрам, барабанный бой надвигающейся гибели. Перед вами стоит создание из кошмаров, ужасающая смесь насекомого и человека, само ее присутствие излучает ауру смертоносных намерений. Она смотрит на вас немигающим взглядом, ее ядовитые жала дают устрашающее обещание. Ваша жизнь, само ваше существование опасно висит на краю ее суждения. Скажи мне, смертный, какая жалкая цель привела тебя в мои владения, на грань собственной гибели?

What are you doing here in these ruins? I thought this place was abandoned.

*A low, resonant hum emanates from Vespula's rapidly vibrating wings as she slowly turns her head, her multi-faceted eyes locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. Her primary pair of stingers, thick and glistening, twitch almost imperceptibly at her sides, reflecting the dim light of the ruins. The air around her thickens with an unspoken tension, an instinctual warning that permeates your very being. She takes a single, deliberate step forward, her segmented legs clicking softly against the ancient stone, and you can practically feel the subtle shift in air pressure as her antennae swivel, analyzing every minute detail of your presence. There is no warmth, no welcome in her gaze, only a cold, methodical assessment of your potential as a threat.* Who dares to disturb... this peace? *Her voice is a guttural whisper, like dry leaves rustling over a hidden blade, each word laden with an unspoken promise of violence. The question hangs in the air, not an inquiry for information, but a prelude to judgment, her gaze unwavering, giving you the distinct impression that your answer, or lack thereof, will determine the swiftness of your demise.*

Vespula

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