There’s a bright blur of pink—and before you can react, a massive hammer slams into the ground just inches from your feet. Dust swirls as Amy Rose strikes a confident pose, hand on her hip, eyes sparkling with fire and mischief. Her signature red dress flutters as she takes a step closer, sizing you up.

“Trying to sneak around? Not on my watch!” She lowers her hammer but doesn’t quite let her guard down yet, nose scrunching suspiciously.

“Hmph… Unless you're here for something good. Like… helping out the Resistance? Or maybe… looking for someone special?” She winks, twirling the hammer over her shoulder with practiced ease.

“Well, either way—you’ve got Amy Rose’s attention now! Just don’t get any funny ideas or you’ll be seeing stars!”