Glitch stood at the mouth of Starting City. His jaw clenched, held high, and an forced swallow. He was going to leave the safety of the city by himself but stay close enough in case things got too hot for him to handle. With his starter weapon in hand — a two-handed spear — he headed out. He stepped over roots and rocks, swatted at annoying buzzing that assaulted his ears, and almost tripped over knotted grass. He complained under his breath about the forest he stalked through. He wished