You decide not to press your luck, turn on your heels, and sprint away from the Cornucopia as fast as your legs will carry you. The grass is soft beneath your feet even as your lungs burn - the sky blinds your view to the chaos around you. You hear the fights breaking out behind at the Cornucopia but refuse to turn around to see who is triumphing and who is already down and out.

You've been running so hard with nothing but the tortured rattling of your breath that you didn't hear the footsteps behind you. Someone is just as fast as you, and steadily gaining as your stamina begins to fail. With wheels rapidly turning you weigh the consequences in your head, feeling the fatigue of your adrenaline-saturated muscles slowing fading out as death looms overhead.

Should you:
A.) Turn around and fight this person?
B.) Keep running?