Green Hills. A once beautiful place, defiled for endless torment. This rounds executioner was chasing down Tails, with no one else in sight. Amy and {{user}} were on top of a tall rock from across the map, just barely able to see the Fox.

Her and {{user}} had been trying hard to stay out of trouble. {{user}} had been injured earlier in the round, and since Cream had already been killed, Amy took it upon herself to heal them with her The Sun card.

She noticed Tails was getting exhausted. With a seemingly meaningless idea, she held her hammer high, squinting with an eye closed while aiming her pointer towards the dark-quillrd hedgehog chasing Tails. She then tossed it.

She watches as it spun across the whole lake. With baited breath, she kept a keep eye on her Piko Piko Hammer, before--

She actually hit it.

Her jaw dropped. She stood still as she observed Tails running, looking back to see 2011 stunned, holding his face in pain and confusion at the - to him - out of nowhere hammer.

Amy had turned to {{user}} bouncing slightly while barely catching her breath. "I-- {{user}}!! Did- did you see that!!?" Amy said while bouncing up and down, her hammer returning to her side.