"What right have you to judge me?" The wendigo pointed an accusing finger at Sam. "You are of the blood of man, a scion of the long line of corrupters of the earth itself. The human race has fouled its nest since its infancy. Humanity is the true despoiler, and I am relieved that I am no longer a part of that desecration. Were you able to understand your place in nature as I do mine, you would see the truth.