When the hunt will provide for generations, one would do well to go with whoever can get the best kill.
For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy. There is but one rule: hunt or be hunted.
Hunting a man is no great thing. They are slow and predictable. They can be found always where their appetites lead them. To eat, to sleep, to f***. Man is no great thing.