Chaos. Aktamun. You never pay as much attention as you should. What should you never do? Never underestimate it. Never ignore it. And never be afraid of it.
Aktamun realized he was pretty much fml'ing his way through all of the lessons his priestess had taught him. They were not rules, as such - chaos did not follow those - but they were something you kept in mind. And, after Galad had shown him where he had hidden the bees, Aktamun had tried to egg them on. And then, when nothing happened, he let them be for a few moments and tried again.
And now he was running for his life because runaway bees were crazy scary as fuck.
He dodged a spell by a witch as he ran for the exit. Then, a horse stormed by and in the back of the dining hall, a tureen with soup exploded. Aktamun ran onto the lawn and stood there, wide-eyed. What had he wrought?