That's a given, with the prize being what it is.

[Satisfied with his rice topping pyramid, he popped the morsel in his mouth and chewed with gusto. That smile was distracting. If Bedivere ever became some sort of celebrity, he'd be the type to attract overly protective fans.]

Only the most ambitious would willingly sign up for a death match like this. In fact, I'd say your type's usually the rarity.

[Maybe he spoke from experience.]