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Previously on The Demon Hunter... “Grey Wolf, what is the meaning of this?!” The Chief of the native clan was exasperated. “We vowed we would defend our homes together. It is our honor and our right!” “If my memory serves,” Macbeth replied calmly. “We vowed to defend and protect our clans, not our homes.” The Chief balked, but Macbeth continued. “Warrior of the Winds,” Macbeth addressed the chief by name. “I have seen what the future will be if we hold on to our arrogance and believe we can protect both our clans and our homes with the small numbers we have. I have been there and it is not possible. I saw both humans and gargoyles alike slaughtered... the forest was set ablaze, as was my own home... No one will win.” “If what you say is true...” “It is true,” Macbeth replied soberly as he pulled off his scarf and then began to open his coat and unbutton his shirt. “What are you...” The chief began to ask but stopped as he saw the beginning of a large scar at the base of