Gandigan touched down shortly after Apexle. The last time he had been to the shrine was during his encounter with Zaffran, which had been an odd experience. The statue in the past had provided him with comfort, but that the demon had sullied things for him. With their battles and danger finally over, Gandigan practically collapsed on the cool grass of Namek, struggling to find the strength to move. He was perhaps more tired than he had realized, though there was another fear.
With the adrenaline flowing out of his system, began to notice that same pain in his heart as he had earlier. He had been so distracted that he had thought it went away, but now it was coming in stronger than ever. In mere seconds Gandigan would find himself unable to move his body at all, as though he had become paralyzed, though from the outside looking in it would have appeared as though the Namekian had simply fallen asleep.
In reality Amon, working through it's parasite, was once again delving into the mind of Gandigan, taking over it's host in preparation for something grand. Just as quickly as Gandigan had collapsed he was now back on his feet, or so it would appear. In reality Gandigan was trapped in his own mind, a slave to Amon. "Lets continue."