Don't tell me to sit down. I can't cover your ass in that position. Hunters were born for two reasons, Warlock. One: To seek out new frontiers for you haughty brainiacs to study. Two: To stalk, and kill, targets of high priority. Next time that Minotaur or Captain right behind you suddenly goes down, burning into cinders and ash, look for the guy with the golden gun, who was smart enough to cover you. All classes have their purposes: Warlocks: You are the brains and planners. Those smart and tactically minded enough to remember that you must support your team. It is thanks to your aggressive seeking of truth and power that we succeed. Titans: You are the proud wall, which stands between us and our foes. You defend us with fist and shield, remembering that we are no use if we are dead. You protect our very lives. Hunters: We are those tasked with finding the biggest enemy, and knocking him down. We protect our friends and allies with knife and gun by destroying those most likely to bring harm to them. We destroy our largest threats. We are Guardians. Standing together, no one can stop us. Stand apart, and we will surely fall. --Aegis, a Hunter.