Felicity's voice trembled with rage, face growing hot and red. She couldn't stand being talked down to, especially by someone who seemed to have such control and poise. Even when she was angry, Cindy seemed to be in charge of herself. It was enviable, and it made Felicity both admire and despise her even more. "You may not regret it now, but I assure you, you will. And you will regret it every arena until I am finally crowned the victor. Mark my words."