Salem didn't flinch upon the arrow being trained on his shoulder, instead coming straight for her and stopping just short, swinging his axe down and into the dirt. He leaned with one hand on the pommel, giving Katniss an appraising look.

"I could take you easier than that tree," he retorted, one brow quirked up and his lips pursed in a cocky manner. He wouldn't hurt her, she hadn't actually given him a reason to yet.