The words don't come out, but they're there. At the very tip of her tongue. As long as she's in battle, fighting and killing and covering the ground with blood... she can pretend like she's still in the Arena. Still fighting that fight. Pretend that Thresh never caught her from behind, convince herself that there's still something like hope for her.]
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[I need to go.
The words don't come out, but they're there. At the very tip of her tongue. As long as she's in battle, fighting and killing and covering the ground with blood... she can pretend like she's still in the Arena. Still fighting that fight. Pretend that Thresh never caught her from behind, convince herself that there's still something like hope for her.]