Twists the ring on his left pinky and gazes at it. The audience sat in a dead silence, not even a whisper could be heard. Caesar coughed, obviously trying to get his attention. Marik sighed and looked up at Caesar, removing his eyes from the ring.
"Why I think I'll win this?" Marik sighed and dropped his head on the back of his clasped hands. "No one wins in these games. Anyways I'm just going to fight and stay alive. I don't much care for death games, but I will stay alive." A small murmur went up in the audience, but the noise quieted down the instant Marik opened his mouth to talk. "I will accept almost any alliances, but only those I believe can take care of themselves."
Caesar cocked his head in Marik's direction. "What about the sponsors?"
"Any and all sponsors are welcome. I will not die in this competition, and neither will any of my allies." Narrows his eyes at the camera. "But if you attempt to use me as a figure head, I'll cut off your head and feed it to the pigs."
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ActionThe first three instalments of the Writer Games by AEKersey. The Writer Games: last updated February 28 2012 The 2nd Writer Games: last updated May 20 2012 The 3rd Writer Games: last updated June 1 2012 Reuploaded with permission by AEKersey 2019
