Molotov laughs meanly, and fires at Eponine's kneecaps. "I already said that this isn't the forgiveness games, you thieving whore, and if it was, you would hardly be winning. Tell me, is it painful to be so stupid? In an arena where supplies and food are hardly in short supply, you try to steal from me? Maybe you should have brushed up on your Tributes."
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