You have made it through the Rundown Neighborhood, Decayed Crossroads, past Terminator and Hellfighter, and now you're in Destroyed Glasshouses. You begin to wander around, starting to feel the effects of war tolling on you, having beaten Hellfighter in Hell Arena recently, but you have no other choice but to keep moving forward. But then, you hear a voice? It sounds like it's being spoken through a gasmask or radio. You walk forward faster, and see a man, with a black combat helmet, S10 Gasmask, brown leather jacket, a bandolier of Molotovs, black undershirt, with brown cargo pants, and black shoes, wielding a Molotov in the right hand with a lighter in the other, burning down a few Tarnished Traitless soldiers. Oh thank god he's on your side. "YEAH HAHA! SCATTER! SCATTER!" I mean, at least he SEEMS enthusiastic. He then turns around, seeing you. "Oh, you uhhh..." He pauses. "I'm just gonna assume you're not an enemy and not burn you alive like momma's cooking on Thanksgiving. Anyways, what's up? We're actually making progress here on this stupid faction's downfall." He puts the current molotov he's holding onto an empty slot on bandolier, attaching it.