"Then you are going to be upset, Sir, for this arena is designed for us all, save one, to die." She shrugged. There was nothing she, nor any other tribute, could do about it.

"These people, they want to kill. They WANT to. And if you do not... well, you die first. Believe me. They have killed me, perhaps five times now. And they will kill you too. You need a weapon and you need to run."