Kisodeth prowled deeper into the Beginner’s Field, her boots crushing the grass beneath her as she scanned for her next target. The cool night air hummed with the distant sounds of combat, low-level players hacking away at boars and wolves, their shouts punctuated by the dull clang of weak weapons meeting hide.
She was about to move on when a voice rang out behind her.
“Hey! You there—the hell do you think you’re doing out here alone?”
Kisodeth slowed to a stop, turning her head slightly. The voice belonged to a young man, his tone brash, but laced with a nervous edge. She rotat