She was cold, too, but not nearly as much as Finnick thanks to the infernal blood pumping through her veins. Anthem tugged the blanket tightly around her shoulders and huddled next to Finnick, arm around his shoulder to pull him into her side so he could leech that warmth for himself.

"Do not touch them." She said. "They seem to be spreading." Anthem reached for her dagger, pulling it from its sheath and spinning so the handle was aimed down. "I can try and break them, but I fear that is my only idea so far."