Hours since the killing of Ingrid...
Drake rested upon a pelt covered floor board, whilst a flame burned in the corner of the room.
Moments later and that very flame sprung into a message.
"Drake, we need you to come home. It's father well it's her as well but dad he's missing and no one is searching for him but me please I need you" the flames instantly extinguished upon the final word being written.
"Flare... I vowed never to return to Malvent again but I owe your father Chase, after all he is my father as well" Drake began to pack up but not in time to escape the upcoming disaster.
The wall guarding Drake from the village's eyes shattered as Troluk smashed through it.
"Shit I should have known especially after seeing that Vengeful spirit, only a Wendigo could have done that to a man" Drake finished packing up his things.
And as he stepped upon Troluk's corpse he caught a glimpse of the newly born monster.
The beast cried as it used it's unnaturally sized limbs to leap from one victim to another.
"It's been a while since I killed one of you" Drake performed the same spell in which he used to burn the bones but this time he covered his blade, creating a sword of fire.
"This blade won't last long" Drake thought to himself as he pierced the beast's back. Diverting the monster's attention to its hunter.
"Get out of here now" Drake commanded as the Wendigo launched him through the village's walls.
The monster flung itself towards Drake and as its claws sunk into the hunter's shoulders, it seemed Drake's time was up.
Wendigos a cursed race created by a Wendigo spirit convincing a Human being to eat another in an effort to survive.
While they are inhumanly strong they do have some major weaknesses these being fire, their own hunger and their senses are so strong that even the slightest noise could overwhelm them.
"Just because it's been a while doesn't mean I'm an idiot" Drake roared as he could feel his arms being severed from his body.
Drake formed his final spell, entrapping the monster in a cage of tentacles.
And then moments later Drake used his foot to open up a pocket, a pocket containing a piece of Greta's rotten flesh. And as the smell reached the Wendigo's nostrils the beast collapsed unable to move.
In which Drake forced himself onto his feet, dragging his melted blade up into the air only to drop it into the Wendigo's skull.
"The monster is dead" Drake whispered as he felt his vision become foggy.
And in Drake's weakened state an older man appeared at the hunter's side and just in time to hear the faint whisper "Malvent"...