[She sees it coming and immediately gets down and over, letting it miss her by a comfortable amount. The explosion, though, only serves to make her more tense.
Bombs in the arena. Food supply destroyed. The earth shaking under her feet. Cato rounding on her. Shouting him down.
Her lips part in a rather feral kind of expression, baring her teeth slightly. She thumbs the handle of the larger hunting knife at her waist with her left hand while her right is hovering near a second blade from her vest.]
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Bombs in the arena. Food supply destroyed. The earth shaking under her feet. Cato rounding on her. Shouting him down.
Her lips part in a rather feral kind of expression, baring her teeth slightly. She thumbs the handle of the larger hunting knife at her waist with her left hand while her right is hovering near a second blade from her vest.]