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The stadium erupted. But Maya didn't celebrate. She simply turned to Priya, nodded once, and whispered to herself: "First strike wins."

The final round. Scores tied. One arrow each.

She stepped to the line. The world went quiet. She didn't aim for the center. She aimed for the memory of every time someone told her she was too young, too small, too eager. She aimed for the future she wanted, not the one they assigned her.