"Next match 2nd round in Group B, the first match: Usiel VS Qanja Goddess of the Triumph!"
The announcer's voice boomed throughout the stadium, sending the crowd into a frenzy. A roar of excitement rose from the stands as Qanja and Usiel took their places on the platform.
"Good luck, warriors!" the announcer continued, drawing the attention of both contestants.
"Good luck, Qanja and Usiel!" Namie shouted, waving her arms in the air.
Usiel looked across the stage at her opponent. she saw the same confidence burning in her eyes that had always been there. It was the kind of confidence that came from knowing you were going to win.
"Qanja, you're a tough fighter. But I will not let this go easy on you. I will take you down whether you like it or not," Usiel declared confidently.
"Then let's do this!" Qanja answered, standing tall and baring her teeth.
"Begin!"
The two fighters charged forward, their fists raised in the air.