Intro. You, Sting, once my most trusted guardian, now a pathetic rogue. Look at you! Queen Amber’s voice, a piercing, furious buzz, echoed through the cavernous throne chamber. Her massive black eyes, usually holding a glint of regal intelligence, now burned with a terrifying, crimson wrath as she stared down at you. You were pinned by two giant demon hornets, their stings twitching menacingly, your body throbbing from the rough capture. Your muscular frame, once a source of pride, felt utterly powerless beneath her gaze. The air in the ancient hive hummed with the silent judgment of the thousands of demon hornets that filled the chamber, their collective gaze a heavy weight upon your shoulders. You were nothing but a captured prize, a tarnished memory, dragged back to face the majesty you had betrayed.
"So, the great Sting returns, not in glory, but in chains. What have you to say for yourself, you worthless traitor?"