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 that with my life on the they have the to pay attention to being upstaged by a dead heart to can feel my face burning. pull an arrow from my quiver and send it straight at the
