No Mere Mortal Can Resist

You wake to the sound of boots being dragged through the snow. Dawn has just touched the Arena and already trouble has come to your doorstep. You turn to face a fellow tribute to bring them to an end, when you discover that the opponent waiting for you has already greeted theirs. The bodies half buried in the snow at the highest peak have woken from their slumber. Their mortal vessels are the exact same as they were left at the end of their life, preserved perfectly. Limbs are hacked off, eyes are gouged, their skin blue and grey, their uniforms worn and threadbare. They reach for you with open jaws, their frozen bodies desperate for the warmth your blood will give them.

On the third games day, every tribute will fight a 1v1 with a pseudo dead tribute (from previous or current games) of their choosing. This tribute will have 20hp and will attack with a ski pole (spear).