"All competitors, take your positions!"
The announcer’s voice echoed through the speakers across the competition field.
The crowd murmured; they were anticipating the game to start. The archers moved to their designated spots. I leaned forward slightly; my eyes were on Natalia. She walked onto the field.
The announcer continued, "The competition will consist of three stages. Each competitor will fire three arrows per stage. Accuracy determines the score. May the best archer win!"
The first round was about to begin.
"First up, Natalia Blackwood."
There was a wave of cheers among the audience. She was the crowd favorite.
Natalia squared her shoulders, she exhaled as she raised her bow. From where I was seated, I could see the slight tremble in her fingers as she nocked her first arro
