Best to leave them to their fate. [A tilt of the head toward the wasps.] I wonder if there is a means of cultivating these insects. [As if thinking out loud. He steps back, beckoning Harry to follow him, though he prefers to leave this being to their demise.]

We Sleepers know them as the Blood-Crazed Zealots, though some call them the Cenobites. As far as we can tell, they began as devotees of a Pthumerian known as The Tower. Except that their master withdrew his presence, and in his absence, their devotion has decayed into fanaticism.