"Not telling us anything doesn't save anyone. Eventually, your little group along with all of the Mira will be dead. Your group is very small, and it will fail. Have you realized that over so many years, the Contenders have done nothing besides say they don't like what's happening? When will you give in to the fact that that is all they will ever accomplish?" Dr. Mythe asked her darkly. "Your mother, father, and brother died for nothing. They died for a little club that can't win. So how about you just get it over with, and answer a question.""You killed my father, my mother and my brother this way." Artemis choked her throat swelling with overdose of venom. "I will not be afraid to die as they have." She told Mythe.