They slammed into the giants like they were avenging a hive of larva that had been stepped on. The giants beat at themselves as they screamed in agony, but the stings just kept coming.
The giants stumbled and fell. They rolled on the ground and knocked their heads off tree trunks, but there was no respite from the teeming horde of winged stingers that stuck to them like glue. One by one the giants became still as they lay on the sand of the beach.
I still stood where I had been when the hornets had attacked. Not one hornet touched me or any of the former slaves still gathered on the beach behind me. Our deliverance had been a God thing and not accomplished by any act of man.
I looked among the contorted bodies that lay swelling grotesquely on the beach. Where was the leader?
Keturah stared in open faced wonder from the deck of her catamaran. She'd seen it all now!
To think such a thing could be possible. Little pesky hornets that she could squeeze to death between two fingers had taken down giants and her man had stood firm right in the midst of it all. Pride swelled in her for the man she was blessed to belong to.
Her pride filled moment however was brutally interrupted as a giant hand came out of the water to grasp her around the middle tightly. She started to scream, but abruptly fell silent as her head smacked hard off one of the pontoons.
I turned to face the giant covered in sting welts that trudged up out of the sea triumphantly as he held Keturah unconscious in the cruel grip of one hand. The giant looked upon his fallen brethren for a moment before glancing to me with a look of cunning.
"Think you've won haven't you? You've won nothing! I have the power to make you question the very belief that you have in your God by simply squeezing the life out of your mate and leaving you with her mangled remains. Now that is victory! You'll hate your God and I will have succeeded in achieving my master's purpose of the destruction of your eternal heavenly state."
I shook my head in denial of the giant's words and said, "Your master is a fool to have forsook the seat of excellence that he was given in order to be as God, but you are a fool in this moment for picking the wrong girl to hold hostage."
A tidal wave erupted behind the giant leader, but before he could turn to discover its source he stared downward transfixed in horror at the huge tusk that had gored through his middle. He screamed out in a sudden agonizing fear of death and dropped Keturah to the wet sand as he grasped at the firmly rooted tusk.