"Sharpen your teeth, ready your claws. On this battlefield, you fight like animals."
"No one leaves until blood is shed; and the games don't end until three are dead."
Four are chosen.
Three will die.
Two will learn.
One shall survive.
"Sharpen your teeth, ready your claws. On this battlefield, you fight like animals."
"No one leaves until blood is shed; and the games don't end until three are dead."
Four are chosen.
Three will die.
Two will learn.
One shall survive.
"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me"
My heart dropped.
"I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder...