That was a tender subject. The memory of something that had taken Agron's shape being impaled was still fresh. It had not been Agron but it had his likeness, his face, and Nasir could recall perfectly what it had looked like in death. But he was not alone in having suffered because of those things.

"I do not know anything." And it bothered him no less that the means of how the Gamemakers had created such creatures was a mystery to him. "I only know that they were not the ones we know. One man was alive here while another-- creature bearing his likeness was in the Arena. The Capitol's power is... formidable." And frightening.