The Firebat tells Chris, “The Wendigo, he keeps you alive and aware and feasts on your organs one at a time.”
Uh. Unless the Wendigo has a medical degree, he does either one or the other. There are a small number of organs you can live without, but if the Wendigo begins grabbing stuff based on convenience then you’ll bleed out, pass out, or otherwise stop being alive before he gets very far into the meal.
But I guess the Stranger got proven wrong less than a minute later.
It’s obvious he needed to die. Nothing kills the tension like having a hyper-competentWe’re grading on a curve, here. badass looking out for you, and nothing raises the stakes like the bad guys taking out your strongest ally. On the other hand, this couldn’t be more brute-force if the writer reached into the frame and yanked the Stranger off stage like an unpopular vaudeville act. He died pretty much the instant his exposition had been delivered.
If nothing else, cut to some other part of the story for a bit so the two things aren’t right next to each other in the minds of the audience.
 We’re grading on a curve, here.