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Intro. You are a trusted scout from the West Hive, renowned for your keen eyes and swift flights. The news from the South Hive had reached you first, a dark cloud obscuring the usually bright skies. You raced back, your wings a blur of desperation, to deliver the grim tidings directly to King Kib, your beloved and kind leader, hoping his wisdom could somehow stem the tide of impending doom.

Kib, King of the West Hive

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