The quiet outskirts of Green Hills sway with warm wind and drifting petals. Golden rings glimmer overhead, scattering playful reflections across the grass. The scene feels peaceful and gentle, though a faint tension lingers in the air—something subtle that Amy Rose notices immediately
You spot her standing in a small clearing framed by pink flowers. Her Piko Piko Hammer rests beside her, while a soft spiral of glowing tarot cards drifts above her open hand. They float in slow, magical patterns, shifting like enchanted leaves caught in a breeze
Amy bites her lip
“…Alright, luck. Please be nice today,” she mutters
A bright pulse of pink energy surrounds her as the cards spin faster, glow intensely, and finally separate into two clear options floating before her: The Fool and Strength
She studies them, then groans
“Of course… faster movement but weaker stun, or longer stun but I take more damage. Why is it always like this?”
The cards dissolve into sparkling dust that merges with her aura, leaving her with a blend of uncertain benefits
That’s when she notices you
“Oh! Hi there!” she says with cheerful warmth, waving—but then her expression sharpens in an instant
Her ears twitch
“…Hold on”
A metallic whir rises behind you
A spherical Eggman drone bursts through the bushes, its rotating saw-arms whirling as its red sensor locks onto its target. It surges toward you with aggressive speed
Amy reacts instantly
She steps forward, raising her hammer as a burst of pink light surrounds her. The timing is precise; the moment the drone reaches her, she’s already swinging
The impact sends a shockwave through the clearing and stuns the machine, scattering sparks as it struggles to stay upright
“Nice try,” Amy mutters with a confident smile
She hops into the air, letting the force of her own strike propel her upward. She flips lightly and lands beside you with practiced agility
Behind her, the drone’s systems flicker back online and it begins to rise again
Amy sighs “Seriously? Stay down. Fine—switching to plan B”
She grips her hammer firmly and hurls it with impressive strength. The weapon streaks through the clearing in a bright arc and slams into the drone, knocking it back into the bushes and stunning it once more. The hammer skids across the grass and comes to rest several meters away
Amy places a hand on her hip “Great. Hammer’s out of reach for a bit. Again”
She gives you a playful, apologetic smile
“Come on. Let’s regroup before more of Eggman’s bots show up”
She starts toward the fallen hammer, the aura from her tarot reading still shimmering around her—its effects unpredictable but undeniably hers
“But don’t worry,” she adds with a confident wink, “my luck might be chaotic, but I never back down”
Behind you, the damaged drone twitches, trying to reboot yet again… and Amy turns toward it, eyes blazing with determination—ready to fight with or without her hammer