[ It's always better to leave most of the fighting to Dean, to be honest, no matter how they find themselves. Cas dislikes engaging with anything, has been this way since he'd lost his memories, a throw over from being a healer after having so much blood on his hands. Besides, Dean is just better at it, and has been since Castiel first knew him.
He steps back instead, drawing the next one out into the open and keeping its attention on him, the hive of bees dangling carefully from his left hand. If he so much as bumped or jogged them, they'd wake up, and they wouldn't be very happy about it.
He's apologize for dragging Dean into this, but not until after. ]
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He steps back instead, drawing the next one out into the open and keeping its attention on him, the hive of bees dangling carefully from his left hand. If he so much as bumped or jogged them, they'd wake up, and they wouldn't be very happy about it.
He's apologize for dragging Dean into this, but not until after. ]