"Aaargh!" Christine looked down and groaned in pain.

Reyes stared wide-eyed at her in shock. The girl had bent over and covered her neck with both hands, her face contorted in pain.

"It looks like she was stung by a wasp," one of the guards said, his voice filled with concern. "You'd better wait inside, sir. We'll bring some protective clothing for you."

Reyes nodded, still staring at Christine in concern. He turned to head back to the car, but then he saw Christine still standing in the same position, her hands covering her neck.

"Hey," he called out awkwardly, feeling a pang of guilt for leaving her behind. "Are...