One.
The 1st Hunger Games.
He's one of the only who has understood the rules. The rest seem confused, without blood-thirsty purpose.
There's a girl, no older than thirteen. So is his younger sister, but... it's the Hunger Games, and the girl, desperately trying to crawl away, must die.
He adjusts his grip on the sword, and drives it downward. The girl lets out a horrible sound, and he can't quite stay emotionless as red pours from her chest.
Sorry, he whispers.