Ryn looked down upon the whole area, grinning. No matter what happens, the Hunger Games always fail... and I love to see it crashing down. Maybe next time we won't kill each other in bloodlust. Maybe it can just be a game. it is called the Hunger Games. So why not make it such? and with that final thought, he wisped away, smiling to himself. "Siylna, I don't know what you think of it, but gods be damned you should be proud of what you've made."