"How nice." He's clearly not impressed, but he's got more important things to worry about. "And if there are more people with other players... this isn't a case of 'kill the other team', is it? Just knock them out of the game?"
"No, goodness no." Death almost laughs, there, but manages to keep it to an amused smile. "Practically, I would only be making more work for myself, as I am responsible for keeping you all alive. No, what you are doing is completing Jaunts, as in the previous rounds - the other Travelers can explain that better than I can. The conclusion of each Jaunt determines the winner of the match, who then moves on to the next bracket."
Good to know, that he's supposed to keep them alive. "And no one cheats?" Because while he's glad they don't have to kill each other, he's also aware that not everyone sticks to the rules in games. ... Much to his frustration sometimes.
"A great many of us have cheated," he admits, "but mostly it was to gain Marks among the Travelers. I do not think it impossible for one of our number to cheat now, but... they would have to be remarkably, remarkably good at hiding it to escape our notice."
He frowns, grimly. "I can only think of one such, and she is damned hard to read. But as I said, I do not intend for any of you to truly die. You may experience death if your counterpart from another world dies, whether Investigating or Infiltrating, but you, physically, will be safe."
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He frowns, grimly. "I can only think of one such, and she is damned hard to read. But as I said, I do not intend for any of you to truly die. You may experience death if your counterpart from another world dies, whether Investigating or Infiltrating, but you, physically, will be safe."
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