The sound of gasps filled the studio.
"At this very moment, I believe he has regained consciousness and will likely appear before everyone soon."
Little Masoud seemed to have found his stride, his voice growing stronger.
"My father's assassination was a blatant conspiracy, a shameless murder orchestrated by Barzani and his accomplices in their attempt to seize this country. But their plot failed."
He pointed at Rashid, who was pinned to the ground: "This man, along with Barzani behind him, are the real traitors!"
Meanwhile, outside the television station.
The urgent sirens echoed through the entire district.
A Major named Kadir, Rashid's Security Forces Commander, frantically called over the intercom: "The studio is in trouble! All units, assault the television station immediately! Repeat, attack at once!"
At the main entrance of the station, the engines of four armored personnel carriers roared, carrying at least eighty fully armed Security Forces soldiers.
