Natures top hunters have adapted and evolved to be the best killers in the universe. As hunters were the first to roam the wild beyond city walls, they encountered the fallen. Before acting in the way of a titan, and running head on to meet the enemy, the hunter observed, but unlike a warlock he studied only what he needed to effectively neutralize the threat. He took count of how many there were, the weak points in their armor, their weapon capabilities, and any other gadgets they might have possessed. At the right moment the hunter approached his enemies, silently dispatching two dregs and a vandal, when he thought he saw something out of the corner of his eye, a small glint almost like the sun reflecting off something. As he was pondering his next move he saw a small floating machine. It made a noise and aimed its turret at the hunter. He reached for his gun and shot it twice before it fell to the ground and exploded. But as it did so a captain emerged from a nearby cave with two vandals at its side. The hunter acted instinctively, quickly putting three precise shots into the vandals skull. The captain rushed with its swords raised while the second vandal unloaded its shock rifle. The hunter shot at the captain forcing it into cover, and relocated to a better position to kill the vandal. He then took out his sniper to deal with the vandal. He took aim, exhaled and dropped the vandal, but as soon as he had done so, his shoulder erupted with pain. He turned to see what could have snuck up on him, but he saw nothing except for the same little glint of reflected light. Without knowing why he took his knife and swung at the mysterious reflection. There was a sudden cry of pain, followed by the sound of ether slowly leaking from a dying fallen soldier. The hunter was astonished as a vandal became visible at his feet. He took the fallen cloaking devise, and decided to keep it. The ability to be almost invisible could be useful for scouting and ambushes. The hunter tried his new gadget and scouted for the captain who had retreated. He came across one of the dregs he had killed, and picked up its dagger and pistol. Both were well made to channel arc energy for maximum damage, so he decided to keep them. As he was inspecting his new pistol, he heard the captain trying to sneak up on him. The hunter quickly spun around and shot the captain with the dregs pistol, obliterating its shield. The captain withdrew, and tested the honor of the guardians of the last city. The captain threw his swords down and came out in the open and started to point at its throat. The hunter told his ghost to translate what it was saying. His ghost translated this: "This is a test of honor, scout, a fight to the death using a blade." "I accept" said the hunter. The captain laughed as though it had already won, its last mistake. The hunter gripped the dregs knife in his hands, he felt a power inside him. It felt like a thunderstorm brewing and ready to unleash its destructive power upon the world. The hunter let loose the storm inside him and channeled the immense surge of arc light into his dagger. The captain stood frozen with fear as the hunter rushed towards him, and upon contact with the hunters blade, the captain disintegrated into light. A shank hovered on a hill, it had seen and recorded all events that had transpired. "Should we hunt it down" asked the ghost "No, the fallen have clearly forgotten what fear is. Let them learn their lesson" replied the hunter