Introduction

❝Do monsters make war?❞

Yet, she wore her chains as armor and her scars as trophies.

❝Does war make monsters?❞

She with her lance in hand, blood as a battle cry.

❝Watch out for the cursed ones❞

❝They have nothing left to lose❞

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*I do not own any of Suzanne Collins work. Just my own ideas*