Novel & Cerita Hunger Games Caesar Flickerman

He rose abruptly, his face twisted in rage and his cane trembling in his hand. "I don’t need that anymore. I need results. Do you understand?!" Caesar flinched, surprised by the sudden outburst. He had never seen his father so unhinged. The old man had always been composed, regardless of what was happening to him. But now, his rage had stripped him of that. It was like Jayden had cracked open something raw and festering in him, and the sight unnerved Caesar, making him wonder if it was fear of what Jayden held over them or fear of the humiliation he had inflicted on him.

As a Grandmaster Realm fighter, he couldn't believe he couldn't fight back against a doctor. "Felix Zeller!" Caesar had barely cried out when Felix picked him off the ground. Felix's red eyes were laced with such frenzy that it shocked him to his very core. "Kneel!" Caesar was forced to kneel once more. The ground beneath his knees cracked and spread in all directions, its shape resembling a spiderweb. "Give up your feet in respect of the dead!" The loud burst echoed again. Caesar was aware that his feet had blown up as well. He no longer focused on the accompanying pain. He had to think fast and come up with a way to survive the dire situation.

To bite at the muscles of my heart—to make me weak, forgiving. To change my decisions about putting him on trial. I reached for him, heaving him up by the arm. “Enough. It’s time to go back to Orheroad and face the consequences of what you’ve done.” Caesar didn’t fight me. Instead, he asked, “You’re not interested in hearing the rest?” “I’ll ask during trial,” I replied. Caesar’s expression clouded—not with rage or violence, but something else. Something almost…humorous. “Shame you won’t get the chance,” he said. He snapped his fingers, and cracks resounded in the tree line around us.

I’m shocked that he doesn’t fall over. I move forward until I’m next to Riley because I don’t want to miss a moment of this, don't want to miss a moment of Caesar's downfall "It’s not what you think." Caesar's voice has gone from all cool and dominant and scary to a wimpy little fucking boy in seconds because he knows he’s fucked here.

‘You're no use to anyone weak. Albert blinked. He raked his mind to find a retort to her but found none. He sighed in defeat and sipped from the spoon and gulped. The soup warmed his body; and with it, a sort of clarity and calmness came into his person. He could only shake his head, knowing he can never win against her, and he conceded and had his meal. Meanwhile, in the palace, Anton paced in Hadrian’s study as the young emperor stood silently, looking out the window. The atmosphere is tense and heavy with anticipation. Hadrian bit his finger in deep thought.

Ethan laughed very hard, before looking at him proudly while smiling “I told you I would defeat you.” Lucas looked at him for a long time, while he was hitting the training dummy, and he was lost in his memories again. flash back "I can't believe a vampire like you is so slow." Lucian said as he fought Lucas, who was trying to defeat him, but to no avail, he fell to the ground to stand again. "That's great. Well done, Lucian. You're amazing." Emilia said from the edge of the training field very happily, waving to Lucian who sent her a kiss in the air.

~Hunter’s Pov~ I watch the ridiculous scene unfolding in front of me, arms crossed, patience wearing thin. The kid..Caesar….is sprawled out on the floor like a protestor staging a hunger strike. Celine kneels beside him, her hands shaky as she tries to lift him. He kicks, wriggles free, flops flat on his back again. I sigh. Loudly. "Caesar, get up." My voice is sharp, edged with the frustration I don't have time for.

Theoden spat. “You should listen to your son, Theoden,” Caesar said, studying his rival’s face like a cat toying with prey. “I will not listen to a beast-man manipulated by your lies.” “Then it’s only fair I refuse to let my child be paired with the son of a lying, traitorous murderer like yourself… isn’t it?” Caesar cracked his knuckles, each pop making Luca’s chest tighten. Prescott stepped forward. “You’re one to talk. Or have you forgotten what you and your wife did to us?”

Eira poked her head out from behind her hiding spot, watching the two princesses walk away. ******* Caesar chopped the fresh fish he'd retrieved from the salty drum of water, peeling off its scales as he listened for the latest gossip around town. His fingers skillfully romanced the body of the fish, treating it as a piece of art as he butchered it with a knife.

I smelled Caesar, yet I couldn't spot him anywhere. As we closed the gap, Esmeray lifted her gaze to meet mine. "Hey, I'm Caesar's best friend. Where is he? I can strongly smell him here, but I don't see him," I said, my attention locked on her as her eyes shifted between me and Kitana. She rose slowly from the ground, and a pain struck my chest as I saw Caesar lying lifeless behind her. My eyes widened in shock. "Where were you all this time?!" Her voice cracked as she shoved my chest. "Caesar is dead!" Her broken words hit me, freezing my heartbeat.