Karis was used to death and killing and general brutality. She'd been doing this for years - fighting and soldiering and killing. It was almost second-nature to her now. In a way, that was disturbing to her, deep down. But she was here, she had an objective and she had to handle it the best way she knew how. Through killing.
She squeezed and tried to get her weight (such as it was) on top of him, legs scrabbling for a grip, for leverage, for something to hold him down as she tried to throttle the life out of Daniel.
"Just give up," she hissed through her teeth, "You get to go back to the Capitol, I get another kill, everyone's happy."
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Karis was used to death and killing and general brutality. She'd been doing this for years - fighting and soldiering and killing. It was almost second-nature to her now. In a way, that was disturbing to her, deep down. But she was here, she had an objective and she had to handle it the best way she knew how. Through killing.
She squeezed and tried to get her weight (such as it was) on top of him, legs scrabbling for a grip, for leverage, for something to hold him down as she tried to throttle the life out of Daniel.
"Just give up," she hissed through her teeth, "You get to go back to the Capitol, I get another kill, everyone's happy."