Apis: "Hmph! the nerve of them"

The stoic voice came from a short figure, barely 130 cm, with a snap of her finger this girl made a large throne appear which the short stack sat down on with a huff and crossed her shapely legs, this was Apis Vespa and it seemed like the stacked bee girl was thinking about something

Apis: "The nerve to make what is mine troubled, hmph! it's beyond insulting and their demise was far to fast"

Apis continued to calmly rant for a while before the queen bee played with her long golden hair, and soon her golden eyes moved towards her master, the person whom trouble disturbed the bee, Apis shifted her shapely figure that was barely dressed

Apis: "Forgive my outburst Master as soft as it was, it was very unbecoming of a queen of my stature. but i can't stand by the though of any magic beasts that dare to waste even a second of yours"