Ariadne's done this before. After a cursory glance around to see what exactly they're getting themselves into, she's focused again on the Cornucopia; it worked well for her last time, keeping her alive for far longer than she thinks she would have otherwise.

It's hot, but that doesn't much prevent her from racing towards the pile of bags. She'll take whatever she can get at this point - she doesn't see any weapons. That's a problem.

She spies someone else out of the corner of her eye as she runs, grateful for being so petite and having practised her running before coming into this Arena; she's sure that he's going for the bags, too. Another problem.