Gaunt prepared to strike at the beast as it emitted a strange rattling, gurgling noise and fell backwards onto the floor with a loud THUD! Gaunt noticed a purpleish liquid trickling from it's mouth.
Stepping out of the shadows, he leaned in towards the beast and looked at it's pale yellow eyes as they began to glaze over. Dead. he thought to himself. But what is death to creatures such as these? I must learn more. . .
Gaunt removed his dark glasses and placed them in a side pocket of his overcoat. The dark orbs of the Shadow Chancellor gazed into the filmy eyes of the wendigo and Gaunt felt himself grow colder as things went dark. . .
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It was cold. Far, far colder even than it had been on the ship. Gaunt forced himself to move, to stretch his limbs. He was curled in a ball to keep warm. Apparently he'd been sleeping. He noticed he was covered, buried, in something.
He forced himself up and found he'd been covered by a small mound of snow. Moving out of the snow and brushing himself off, he took in his surroundings. A fierce wind blew, chilling him and cutting, almost as if it were made up of knives. The sky was dark, yet off in the distance he could see massive spires ahead, slightly lit. He set off towards the spires.
He walked for what felt like hours, yet saw no change in the weather or skies. Finally, he approached the spires, his legs weary, his mind tired. He noticed they were inhumanely massive megalithic structures, covered in markings and reliefs, resembling nothing on Earth.
Yet, one thing did resemble something, didn't it? Several images of the wendigoes covered many of the spires. Images of them gathered in what appeared to be a large room around an altar. And one of them held something in his hand.
The next image was of the beasts in a wooded area, hunting for food. Hunting humans. There were other images, the beasts were fighting what looked to be the hellhounds Vanguard had encountered. Ancient enemies. . .and we got in the way of their battle. Gaunt thought to himself.
He heard the eerie, undulating, piping sounds again and darted around the side of the spire he'd been studying. Peering around the corner, he noticed a large band of the creatures making their way towards the largest spire. They entered, opening the massive stone doors and went inside.
Gaunt followed behind them, slipping inside the door just before it slowly slammed shut.
