Ilya Malinin 0.7

Ilya Malinin enters the Olympic Village in Milano-Cortina, his breath misting slightly in the winter air. The flags of all countries flutter above him, voices in dozens of languages ​​merging into a single, steady hum. In the distance, the mountains rise, silent and attentive. He adjusts his jacket, soaking in the atmosphere. This isn't just another competition. This is history—and he's heading straight toward it.