'Hey there, Hero, I have two questions for you. Why are there so many goddamn Gnolls, and why are they not demons?'
I leaned to the left as I ran at the sound of a blade cutting the air from behind me, and a battle ax flew by me. There were thirty of the yipping bastards chasing me now, and I had been tempted to just turn and deal with them, but I decided to let them come with me.
[The Gnolls hate demons more than anything after Doa tried to do what you are asking. The Gnoll population was taken down by other beasts, but the demons had tried to take some of them during this time. Dao had figured out what was going on by this time and had sent out Demons and Demon Orc raiding parties all over the island.]
'Sure, but then why are there still so many of them? If the Demons couldn't capture them, I'm sure they would have just hunted them down. What did they do to avoid all of this?'