Gentle

"I'm glad that you used my near-death experience for your own benefit," Jayce responded sarcastically. "While you were doing that, I was doing something much more productive."

"Like finding out who the traitor was."

Oliver shot out of his chair, attempting to keep whatever composure he had, putting a smile on Jayce's face. He always acted like he was above it all and seeing him agitated felt damn good.

"Who is it?" Oliver asked again.

Jayce took in the sight one more time.

After he woke up and waited for Ashley to do the same, he mentally went over the series of events, including the tournament and following it. There was one thing that bugged him every time he thought about it.

With his reward for winning the tournament, he was given a minimap, allowing him to see the whole realm, including enemies, allies, and civilians. Out of the thousands of allies he had, a few of them were marked, letting him see their current status.