As Rasheeda returned to the spectator's seats, Akhmad greeted her with a round of applause.
"You actually made it to the finals! Congratulations!"
Rasheeda shook her head. "This is not enough. I have to win. If I don't, I'll never earn their recognition."
"Good luck then, because your next opponent is the one who defeated you before," Akhmad said. "Though, honestly, I'd rather see you lose here. I prefer you as a more obedient woman," he added, walking out of the room. "I'll be watching with Father and Mother."
Hearing this, Rasheeda exclaimed, "They're here now?!" Akhmad merely raised his hand in response, offering no further reply.
A faint smile appeared on Rasheeda's lips. She clenched her fists, thinking to herself, 'I will win this match. I have to win and make them accept me as Al Qayiid.'
The one-hour break ended, and the final round began.