Just a few meters away from where I was, there was a fanged human. It smelled like a wendigo just casually going through its day. I quickly suppressed my presence and burst towards it. I used my agility to maneuver through the hotel until I finally caught sight of my prey.
I was right. It was a wendigo. He also seemed to be a part of the hotel staff, but that mattered little to me. I didn't waste a second, and before the wendigo could react, my claws slit open its stomach.
The wendigo clutched its stomach and staggered backwards, trying to stop the bleed and stop his organs from falling out. Its eyes were a mixture of panic and disbelief. In the end, I decided to end the creature's suffering by slitting its throat, but instead I decapitated the creature.
