QUOTE : They killed us as if we were sheep. It was all the doing of their god.” “What’s their god’s name?” Rahab asked eagerly. “They call him different names. Most of the time it’s Jehovah. Sometimes simply the Holy One.” “What does their god look like?” Kadir asked, leaning forward, his eyes bright with interest. “Nobody knows. That’s what’s frightening. We know all of our gods, for they’re made out of stone or clay, but their god doesn’t have any form.” Kadir shook his head. “I’ve never heard of a god without form. How do they know who he is, then?” “Oh, I don’t know anything about that. All I know is he’s the strongest god I ever saw. I ran away when I saw everybody was going to get killed. I went back home, but the Israelites got there before I arrived. My family were all dead, and everything was burned or destroyed or carried off. Even the king was killed.