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the one to watch them arrive after all. The Bee
Man, Ah Muzen Cab, Mayan if Chronos recalled
correctly, fluttered through the air with a small
swarm of bees in his wake. A strange armor like
carapace hugged his form while small, strange
designs to the timekeeper, pulsed with the life of
hundreds of bees, crawling out of into, and around
his armor. His wild grin could intimidate alone,
coupled with his gaunt features and bright face paint
it could be terrifying to fight him, all this without
counting the hundreds of stings that his followers
would inflict second after second of fighting him.

The larger form was the father of all nordic
ice giants, Ymir. His pure ice form was nigh
unscratchable, rivaled only by his club, which Chronos
had seen crush humans by simply dropping it. That
was selling him short, for legends of his breath,
control, and sudden explosions of ice caused even the
largest of the gods to hesitate into leaping headfirst
towards him. That’s without considering the subject of
the frostbitten wounds and brittle flesh he left behind.

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