A thousand pounds of flaming timber pounded down on the monster, which let out an awkward scream as it was crushed beneath the rubble. The creature's arms were pinned, and it tried to get up, but no matter how hard it struggled, nothing seemed to change. Felix approached the beast, burning wood in hand, and struck the creature in the head with it. The log cracked against the creature's skull, which made a dull thudding noise as it was struck.

Felix pulled back to strike again, and the creature continued to struggle. As Felix swung again, the monster pulled it's shoulders free from the rubble. The log swung down, sparks trailing behind it, and the monster struck, attempting to bite Felix.

Too late, did Felix react to the attack. His swing hit the monster, but did nothing to deter it. Instead, the log flew out of his grip and struck the wall. The monster's fangs sunk into Felix's shoulder, and he screamed. To him, it felt as if he had been impaled with two dozen hot nails. The monster chuckled as it struggled more and began to free itself. It crawled out more, bit by bit and chomped down harder and harder with every passing second. Just as Felix thought he would pass out from the pain, the monster got greedy. It bit down even harder than ever before, and ripped straight through its target. Felix dropped to the floor, his left arm flapping uselessly as he fell. He hit the ground with a wet thud. He screamed again, and the monster laughed. The sound was disgusting, much like what evil would sound like if it had a voice. As Felix stared up at the monster that was very nearly free from it's burning prison, he noticed something. Burn marks. All over the creature's chest. Specifically, around the left side of it's chest. Right where it's heart would be.

Felix's remaining arm reached out blindly, groping about until it brushed against a familiar surface. It was rough and hard. Tree bark. Felix was sure of it. Quickly, he grabbed a hold of the log. Just like everything else in the house, it was burning.

"THANK GOD FOR ARSON!" Felix shouted as he swung the log at the monster's chest, directly at its heart.

The monster realized what Felix was doing, but was still pinned enough that it couldn't avoid his attack. The log struck it's chest, and much to Felix's surprise and the creature's horror, its chest cavity caved in. Black blood burst from the wound, and the monster screamed in agony. It slashed wildly, and Felix was too slow to avoid the attack.

Four long, deep gashes were torn into his torso as the beast's claws struck him. Felix grunted and was flung back from the force of the blow. He slammed into the door, and travelled right through it. The frozen wood shattered as soon as he struck it, and splinters and ice crystals dug into his back. Felix landed a few meters after that, sliding to a stop at a small dip in the hill leading towards the cabin.

Said cabin was completely burning now, tongues of hot flame spewing from the windows and splitting the walls. Inside was Myra and the beast that killed her. Both burned the same, and yet Felix's heart only burned for one. His breathing was now labored. The monster's attack had torn his lungs. Felix knew he only had twenty or forty seconds left to live, and what a beautiful sight was above him. Fresh snow fell from the sky, and the moon was full.

Just as he prepared for it all to end, an awful wail hurtled down the hill after him. A few seconds later, the monster sprung at him. All the hope and peace Felix had begun to feel evaporated instantly. That devil was still alive, and it had come back. It knew his injuries were fatal, but wanted to kill him anyway.

Gathering up his remaining breath, Felix prepared to attack. The icy claws of the monster were just about to skewer Felix to the ground, when he forced himself up and threw his hand forwards, aiming at the only thing he could hit. The monster's still open chest cavity. As Felix's hand zoomed closer, the creature quickly realized its mistake. However, the point was not fully driven home until it felt a set of fingers close around it's slow beating heart. The monster screamed in agony as it's heart was squeezed by the hand, but Felix had already won. He yanked his hand out of the monster's chest, taking its heart with him.

The monster screamed again and collapsed against a tree, black blood spurting from its wound. Frostbit coated Felix's hand as he stared up at the sky. He looked over at the monster, mentally cursed it and then propped himself up against a tree and stole one final glance at the beautiful night sky before finally closing his eyes for the final time.

He saw nothing but blackness, but his final thoughts were not of himself, but of Myra. He figured she would be proud of him.  His pain faded, and he smiled. Yeah, she was proud of him.

He was sure of it.