As the immense Wooly Mammoth turned and submerged back into the depths of the lake, Wayuhi saw the ephemeral image of the Ancient Ones who had taken the form of Uŋkteh˙i as he heard them say, 'These are the Ways of the Isaŋti Warrior, the true path to freedom!" When all was gone, he could once again see the reflection on the lake of the Land Beyond and the dark blanket-shrouded shadows of his people as they walked toward the campfires of the Wanaġi Taćaŋku-Ghost Road, called the Milky Way by the Waśićuŋ.