Luma

"Listen, we need to talk."

Something squeaked. Rosalina looked down, and the bright yellow face of her Luma stared up at her. It looked as cross as a chubby star could.

"It's almost the match," Rosalina said. "Can't this wait until after?"

"No!" Luma said. "Look, you keep throwing us at your opponent, and we go blasting off far more easily than you. Do you know how many Lumas have vanished because of you?!"

Rosalina hesitated. Before she could respond, there was a flash, and the familiar Hyrule temple came into view around them. It had begun.

"We'll talk after," she siad quickly. "You didn't complain when we were deciding on the moves for this tournament, or the last."

"That's not the point, we, oh, oof!" the Luma began, stopped only as Mario came towards them.

Rosalina retreated, then gestured with her wand to throw the Luma out ahead. It was normally the best way to keep someone off of her, and to control a bit more space. This time, instead, the Luma shouted in protest and grabbed desperately onto the floor.

Rosalina's normally serene expression didn't falter. She just had to re-evaluate her plan for a moment, dodging an aerial attack from Mario, before waving her wand to absorb a fireball.

The Luma returned to her side.

"We need to work together," Rosalina said.

"How would you like it if I threw you across the arena?" the Luma retorted.

She didn't have time to respond, backing away. The Luma kept close, at least helping by punching to keep Mario away from her, even if it was still right by her.

She came to a stop on a flat stretch of land. perfect opening, if only...

She gestured with her wand again. The Luma yelped, and she tried using more **** with the gesture to ensure it went flying. The Luma vainly grabbed at the ground, before realizing it had no handholds, and it reached out with a stubby hand for the first thing it could, before the magic seized it and it went flying across the arena.

Unfortunately, that something was Rosalina's dress. There was a sudden tearing sound as the star, desperately holding onto it, was shot right into Mario's fist, only to whimper and disappear, dress-in-hand, leaving Rosalina both without half her moveset, and without her clothes. The star princess blushed, for a moment forgetting she needed to attack, drawing her arms inwards.

Well. That had gone wrong.