Jomel was equally stunned by the wendigo, suddenly, he remembered something, it was the description of the wendigo.
That those who killed one would perish too, together with it.
The death was slowly creeping up to him, the ice in his surroundings began to melt like it was being exposed to sunlight.
It was so fast...
Jomel can already picture himself dying, he looked at the melted flesh of the wendigo who still has its upper body intact, but he can't do anything about it.
Slowly...
Together with the melted snow...
He Jomel accepted his fate, he was so tired of fighting so might as well accept it.
He remembered that Motus can stop this unknown curse that is slowly climbing up to him, but whatever...
Since he didn't wanna help, he will just contain him inside his Soul-Space and perished with it.
