“As for me,” Jack said, “I tend to go last, when all the others have offered their tests and only one or two are left.  I like to mix things up, and unlike our dear Bonesaw, I have no interest in playing fair.”

With one or two left, he can put more effort into messing with them.

“And if we fail?” Regent asked, “We die?”

Probably.

“No, no,” Jack smiled.  “Nobody passes every test, and the punishment for failing a test is up to the individual who assigned it.

Ahh. That’s good. Gives them a fighting chance, even if it’s a faint one.

I… doubt you’ll want to fail Bonesaw’s test.

Sometimes death, yes.  Sometimes something different.  But it’s always worse.”

…I’m not sure it’s good anymore.

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