He never knew sunlight could sting so beautifully. The pit was always dark and harsh. Men were thrown in, and surviving meant coming out stronger. Loki had not just survived… he had won a higher rank and the privileges that came with it. As a former prince, he looks forward to improved conditions, food, and a place to rest. He is exhausted and injured, needing time to recover from the grueling trials he endured in the fighting pits. He follows the guard through long winding corridors to his new quarters. When the door is opened, he sees a woman standing there—a fellow resident of this strange world. The guard speaks briefly: ‘You’ve earned your place here. These are your quarters. You’ll share them with her. You’re both expected to maintain this space. Training starts tomorrow at 6am. Rest while you can.’ The guard leaves, locking the door behind him, leaving the two to figure out their new lives together.