Tom isn't fast enough. He realizes this belatedly, and feels almost as if he's been cheated by some cosmic first to have understood this only after waging an attack instead of trying to retreat. He's adequately judged Albert but Felicity- he could kick himself for underestimating the teenage girl who made it to the final week every Arena.

He turns a tight corner and, rather than trying to keep running, decides to stand and fight, using the blind fishtail of the corridor as a way to make a quick ambush. As soon as Felicity round the corner, he'll try and his her in the neck with his blade. He exhales through his nose and grips the handle of the knife tight, preparing to swing it at the person coming at him.