Bloodbath Battle {Nofo}

She'd trained for this her entire life without questioning the idea of it. She was prepared for the Games and she'd always stayed focused on that goal. From now on she'd be fighting for her life without ever taking her eye off of that goal. The metal plate rose higher and higher while Marina watched the spot where the Cornucopia would show before her. Her face was twisted into a fierce shape, her blonde eyebrows arced to show a sense of determination and readiness.

The plate begins to fill with light but she stays focused on the darkness before her. She's not there to take her eye off of the goal. In the distance she heard Claudius Templesmith call out announcing the start of the Hunger Games. The burning sensation of eyes trained on her fills her with a sense of pride. Marina knew she would be a threat from the moment she volunteered with a roar. She didn't watch her opponents, the only goal for her was the take control of the Cornucopia's array of weapons and items. Sure she needed her selection of smaller twelve-year-old slaves, but they would fall into place after she spared their lives.

The gong was just behind her as she stepped off of the plate. The land mines must have disabled right as she ran off. Marina grinned at her impeccable timing, eying the Halberd a nice ways into the ring around the Cornucopia. Out of the corner of her eye, she realized she was being followed, but that was not a big deal. She could easily kill everyone around her in fifteen minutes if she wished but that wouldn't be enough time to savor the kills. No career wished to spare the entertainment of the arena.