In the dark you never know how time passes, when and how many days, months, or even years you've been locked up.
Oxias could hardly recall how he landed in that mess, all he knew was the incompetence of Guc.
He had the curtain shifted, letting the lady he had come to know as Mata in, she was a rogue, but an omega as she had told him while tending to his wounds, that wouldn't heal as quickly as before.
Oxias counted the rounds each time, and it was the fifth that day, he was soaked wet in his own blood, with a bandage on his right eye that refused to heal, he was taking too much energy to remain alive from so many injuries. Over the rounds, he had lost a lot of his blood.
He recalled vividly how Rock had done what the crowd had asked, it was a dangerous game that caused his eye, but
