Round 1: Cain vs Tune [91st spar]

Every tribute has a breaking point. A moment where their minds push past the point of no return. Pacifists become killers. Killers become monsters. And even the most logical tributes lose all rationale. Saber Bancroft wanted to find these tribute's limits. What more is there to the games than to create stories and find bloodshed to inspire the populace. Panem deserved better storylines and the most thrilling games possible. Saber would make sure they provide. As he stands at the side, a heavy smile pulling at his lips as he calls in the next two into their sparring room.

Cain from Eleven has a legacy to carry over his shoulders. Saber had heard all about the O'Malley family and the way they raised their kids to be strong. There were large hopes to be had with Cain O'Malley and he wanted to see all that Cain could give him. There's a larger story to be made there and Saber wanted to see it. As for Tune from Twelve, he didn't know much about the girl. Her family was pretty average in terms of Twelve. Tune herself seemed much more average to him than some of the other tributes, but he could see potential there. Acceptance seemed to be the theme with both of the Twelves, but he wanted to make sure they could provide him with the story he craves. It's why he set her up again Cain. He wanted to see them pull what they can out of one another.

Stepping forward, he lets his voice ring out. "There will be no second chances in this tournament. First one to knock the other down wins." The taste of excitement fills his chest as he steps back. His words continue to drift through the air. "Feel free to pick any weapon you desire. Medical teams will be waiting." There's a certain uneasy tension that always fills the room before a spar. The feeling was electrifying. "Remember, we're watching. Let the match begin!"