These alliances will do you no good, Dunquaivel thinks to herself as she looks around the arena with distaste, eyes falling on a group of contestants teaming up. All of them will be dead in a matter of weeks, you'll only hurt yourself by getting attached to them. And anyone of them could easily be the enemy. She decides avoid talking to anyone, that way it'll be easier to kill when time comes. Others are bound to be suspicious of her, seeing as how she keeps to herself and refuses to go anywhere near them. If only they knew who the real enemy is...
She walks deep into an alleyway, where she sits inside a trash bin and starts to think of ways to defend herself when they come for her.