Osirisâ physical prowess was certainly one of his weaknesses. He barely knew what most of the weapons in the training room were, let alone how to use him. He received no help in the private Capitol training room, mostly because the trainers that had been allocated to the room had given up on the Capitol tributes having a chance at winning altogether. So, he decided to make his way to the common training area, hoping he would find someone who would be able to help him.
The room was packed full of his fellow competitors, some seemingly well trained in the weapons they wielded, others looking as confused as he was. Osiris made his way over to an uninhabited station, approaching someone standing beside it, âExcuse me, but do you know how this works?â










