She turned to her companion and instructed," If we throw this stone into the hornet hive place near the edge of the cliff, the hornets will surely attack the giant.

"The idea of using hornets as a means to hinder the giant's attention and for our escape seems to be kind of unlikely," the fox expressed, her voice trickling with doubt." Aware of his nature and character, I know myself that he will not let us go that easy."

"We do not just want to escape that thing. We are aiming to eliminate that giant! Also, it's uncertain that those hornets would be able to restrain him for much longer! Although those hornets do appear larger than what I remember," the butterfly said, her voice tapering off towards the end of the statement.

In a state of hesitation, the fox questioned the plan laid out before her. How was it possible for that seemingly little creature to bring down a colossal giant? This thought eroded in her mind, provoking a sense of curiosity and unbelief.

With a disapproving gaze, she spoke," Don't stare at me with such intensity. Rest assured, it's simply a part of the grand scheme," she remarked, her eyes then shifting towards her companion, whose expression reflected a palpable sense of doubt and uncertainty regarding the plan, giving a gentle smile for her companion to stop worrying.

"You are quite the strange, aren't you? But I am giving your unsure plan a shot. Oh, and just so you know, I have spotted both the cliff and the hornet nest!" The fox chuckled as she addressed her companion.

The fox continued after a short moment," Are those ropes meant to trip the giant on the cliff? It seems highly unlikely! You have not concealed them well enough! Plus it was a little far from the cliff!"

The butterfly elegantly changes the subject," Why don't we lead our discussion toward the plan?"

The fox raised its voice in frustration, exclaiming," Are you intentionally ignoring me? Even with the hornet, he'll be able to spot them!"

The little moment they had to get used to getting to know each other finally ended. The delicate butterfly, acting quickly, applied gentle force but enough to push the fox, who dutifully embraced her role as her carrier, away from the incoming grip of the fearsome giant looming in the near distance. Alas, fate played a whimsical trick, and despite their brave efforts, it was the delicate butterfly herself who found her wings succumbing to the giant's immense grasp, leaving the fox to witness the heartbreaking capture of her newfound cherished companion.

Stirred by the approaching failure of their plan, she found herself consumed in frustration as the objective seemed nearly within reach. Urgently, she pleaded with all her might for the fox to respond, "Hurry! We're nearly there! Oh, please! Listen to my words! Hurry! Ughh!! She's completely ignoring me!" But alas, her pleas fell on deaf ears. The weight of disappointment settled upon her shoulders as she realized that the success of their effort was hanging by an increasingly thinner thread, threatened by the hesitation of her companion to pay attention to her words. The fox stood motionless, overcome with terror, and its face was a reflection of a past trauma. It seemed lost in its own thoughts, paying no heed to its surroundings.

With delicate grace, the butterfly grabbed the finely honed stick that she had concealed within her. Channeling all her strength and resolve to escape within, she randomly aimed and skillfully thrust the sharp toward the massive hand of the towering giant. Each stab struck true, inflicting searing pain upon the creature. Overwhelmed by the relentless assault, the giant's grip on the courageous butterfly girl weakened until, at last, he renounced his hold, allowing her to escape his grip.

With a graceful glide, the girl revealed her delicate, ghostly butterfly wings, glistening with a frosty radiance. She landed clumsily but with determination, right beside the afraid fox. She gently took hold of the fox's hand, creating an instant bond between them. As they got back together, the fox's gaze shift, mirroring the girl's presence. Suddenly, the filled fear of the world around the fox burst, bringing her back into reality.

"Come back to your senses! And quickly carry us past those shrubs! I am still unaccustomed to using my wings!" She yelled with confidence.

In a mixed frustration and disinterest for its surroundings, the enraged giant charged forward, only to be caught off guard by an intricately crafted rope of intertwined greenery. The force of the stumble led to a painful meeting as a sharp, pointed stick pierced its kneecap, leaving it immobilized and in agonizing agony. The giant creature let out a roaring cry of misery. "Wait, concealed under those shrubs lie a group of sharp sticks?" voiced the fox, equally fooled by the shrub's seemingly ordinary appearance.

"Hehehe, I told you, listen up, take this stone, and throw it into the bustling hornet's nest, and also, we quickly go near the end of the cliff." The delicate butterfly hands the stone to the fox.

With great speed, the cunning fox skillfully threw the stone, hitting its mark with precision and provoking a fierce vengeance from the enraged hornets. Meanwhile, the towering giant had just risen from its prone position. Despite his bleeding kneecap, the giant persisted in chasing the two girls, forcefully pushing a swarm of a hundred hornets. Although his speed was slowed, he refused to give up as he realized the girls were trapped with no route of escape. 

"What in the world just happened here? Wait, is that a mango? Ohh! Did you actually think you could take it down with a mango? That huge one will die because of slippery mango?!" The fox exclaimed, genuinely astonished. If she weren't caught in this trouble, she would have found it absolutely funny.
 

The butterfly urgently exclaimed, "Of course not! No time to waste! Over there is a massive boulder! I've already attached a rope around it, but first, we just need  to put the loop rope around its neck before pushing the boulder down the cliff!"

The fox, stunned, knowing the strength, and considered, "He has the strength to pull it off..."

The butterfly hesitated, uncertain of her plan, and voiced in a lowly tone, "But should his balance be disrupted, he may slip and fall?"

In the immediate area, a resounding thud rumbled through the air, catching the attention of the two. It was a sight to behold, as a giant figure stumbled and lost its footing, surrendering to the laws of gravity. The cause of this unexpected fall was rather unusual indeed - a humble mango, so innocently lying on the ground, had proven to be a treacherous obstacle. The unfortunate giant, unable to evade this unexpected fruity trap, found itself driven towards an unforgiving boulder. A clash of immense forces followed, resulting in a deep impact and the subsequent dislodging of crimson liquid from the giant's injured head.

The butterfly couldn't believe what she was seeing as it timidly uttered, "So, did the mango really kill this giant being?" Caught in a whirlwind of confusion and emotional ambiguity, the delicate creature struggled to digest what she had just seen.

With great determination, despite the crimson flow from its injured skull, the giant creature began its rise, slowly rising, trying to reach a full towering height.

The fox expressed surprise at the giant's persistence, remarking, "How does this person manage to remain alive?" With remarkable agility and speed, the fox quickly seized the nearby rope held in the butterfly's delicate hand, Running towards the giant head. The fox smoothly inserted the loop of the rope into the huge opening of the giant's head.

With its formidable strength, the beastly fox exerted a tremendous force to push the giant boulder, its muscles flexing and rippling with a display of raw power surpassing the strength of a normal human. As fate would have it, the giant, unable to resist the stubborn pull of the boulder, met its unfortunate death as it fell into the cliff.

The fox fell to the ground, embracing her freedom with a joyous expression. Along with a deep, lingering sigh, her crimson eyes met the icy stare of her newfound companion. "You owe me gratitude, Miss Fox~" she said with a playful approach. "Did I?" replied the sly fox with a gentle smile.