But at least when you expire, the Jehovah of detonation resurrects you so you may roll around the outside of the arena in an adorable cart, and continue to toss death-balls at the bastards still living. If they are sacrificed to your shrapnel, you eat their souls and you reenter the burst battle. Now that you’re reincarnated, remember to be a quick berserker. Father Time has ADD, so if you don’t execute each other swiftly, he’ll join the hysteria by dropping rows of crushing-blocks into the stadium, until you’re all squashed or you’re all exploded.
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