Molly had finally made her way to the pool obstacle, and quickly set to work on traversing the walls with as much grace and skill as she could muster after being pelted with all manner of foreign objects and high-speed projectiles that she could manage for one day. She shimmied and shimmied carefully, taking care to look around and avoid any traps that may or may not have been lurking in unsavory places as she moved along the wall. Each ledge, each step up and step down only added a log of lumber to the fire that burned within her muscles and within her soul. She didn't even care whether or not she finished first any more, only that she finished at all. It wasn't a competition, it was survival. Sure everyone would probably finish eventually, but where is the fun in thinking that?

A few more ledges scale and traversed, and she had reached the next obstacle in her way. And boy oh boy was it really in her way. Multiple horizontal and vertical poles moved in sporadic patterns across a hallway, as if they were intended to be surpassed. _'Simple enough,'_ thought Molly, _'Nothing that Madame Smash can't handle.'_ She thumbed at her chest as she thought to herself, face high and mighty. It lasted about two seconds as she saw the poles light up with crackling electricity. 

Her face and shoulders all dropped in one instant, her former enthusiasm all but gone. Though with a few yelps and squeals, she made her way through, resolving to crawl along the floor with the occasional leap like a frog. The tiles obstacle passed without much incident, being as most people had passed them already. The robot was alright as well, as she managed to slip past it undetected due to the distractions of the other contestants. When she reached the finish line, she collapsed beneath her own weight, panting for breath. "God -- Damn it... too slow. Started at a -- disadvantage. No underdog champ rising to the top today.