And Makoma shouted as loud as he could , answering : ` It is I , Makoma , who is called `` Greater '' ! ' And he listened , but there was no answer . Then Makoma collected all the dead brushwood and trees that he could find , and making an enormous pile round the giant 's legs , set a light to it . This time the giant spoke ; his voice was very terrible , for it was the rumble of thunder in the clouds . ` Who is it , ' he said , ` making that fire smoulder around my feet ? ' ` It is I , Makoma ! ' shouted the hero . ` And I have come from far away to see thee , O Sakatirina , for the spirits of my fathers bade me go seek and fight with thee , lest I should grow fat , and weary of myself . ' There was silence for a while , and then the giant spoke softly : ` It is good , O Makoma ! ' he said . ` For I too have grown weary . There is no man so great as I , therefore I am all alone . Guard thyself ! ' and bending suddenly he seized the hero in his hands and dashed him upon the ground . And lo ! instead of death , Makoma had found life , for he sprang to his feet mightier in strength and stature than before , and rushing in he gripped the giant by the waist and wrestled with him . Hour by hour they fought , and mountains rolled beneath their feet like pebbles in a flood ; now Makoma would break away , and summoning up his strength , strike the giant with Nu-endo his iron hammer , and Sakatirina would pluck up the mountains and hurl them upon the hero , but neither one could slay the other . At last , upon the second day , they grappled so strongly that they could not break away ; but their strength was failing , and , just as the sun was sinking , they fell together to the ground , insensible . In the morning when they awoke , Mulimo the Great Spirit was standing by them ; and he said : ' O Makoma and Sakatirina ! Ye are heroes so great that no man may come against you .
Therefore ye will leave the world and take up your home with me XXXXX the clouds . '
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