He catches one wrist and she struggles, trying to pull away. She'd forgotten that he was stronger than he looked. Maybe he hadn't trained for the last decade like she had, but he could still defend himself. Twisting away from him hurts, and she gives a final yank before swatting him with her other hand and fixing him with a serious glare. if looks could kill, they'd both be dead.

"He's my brother. He's all I have. You know that." The victors always know each other's dirty secrets and winning changes everything, even family. Her parents were still alive, but as far as she's concerned she's only ever had Gloss. "You should have told me."