I see a trip to the mall in my immediate future.

Match point. I went in with my turnip game just like before, keeping my distance, but somehow, just like with Fox, this guy had a way of moving faster than he should have been able to. I wasn’t sure how he was doing it, but it felt like he was almost cheating. After what felt like only moments, he knocked me off the stage. I had barely gotten any damage in.

I came back and rushed him aggressively, leveraging my remaining four lives as a resource. If I could just get in enough damage, he would be easy to knock off the stage. But every time I approached him, he somehow got the priority hit off. If I tried to run and play the range game, he’d close the distance and combo me before I could react. No matter what I did, he always had an answer.

Before I knew it, I was down to one stock. I was starting to get really nervous, but l hadn't given up quite yet. There was still hope. He was at 98%. If I could just get one good smash attack on him, I knew I would win. I just had to play carefully. I dashed back and forth, trying to conceal my intent to confuse him and throw him off his game. All I needed was one good hit and everything I’d endured that night would have been worth it.