Suddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they don't even have the decency to pay attention to me. That I'm being upstaged by a dead pig. My heart starts to pound, I can feel my face burning. Without thinking, I pull an arrow from my quiver and send it straight at the Gamemakers' table.
am with my life on the they don't even have the to pay to being by a dead heart to can feel my face pull an from my quiver and send it straight at the
