"You are most wise." The demon wearing a human skin answers, a snakelike smile ghosting across his pale face. He gestures a perfectly manicured hand toward the screen hanging just outside her cell along a wall.

A man and a woman are fighting currently. One with magic and the other with firearms. The man shouts something and disappears from the camera's view, only to reappear much closer to the woman. The fight continues.

"Your match will be soon. Once these humans are finished with their match. My attendant will bring you up at the appropriate time. For your cooperation, I wall ensure you are handsomly compensated." Easy to get the idea that a lot of the revenue from this comes from all the fighters who won't be, just fighting for their freedom.