Deep in the ice lies a strange beast.
Almost like a saber-toothed cat, with the signature teeth and all, but something is off.
It looks somehow... human. There are chains around its neck and its one good forelimb - or arm? Not to mention that it is wearing a torn loincloth.
With all the patches of exposed flesh marring its ragged coat, and its other forelimb completely frozen over, consumed by the ice, it must surely be dead.
But its exposed bones and still-open eyes glow with a strange energy...