Battle Mode
Battle Mode is played by one to four players, either human or computer controlled. Because the standard SNES control deck only has two controller ports, in order to play with more than two human players, a multitap device is required.
The battle takes place on one of twelve themed stages. The aim is to blow up the other players while staying alive yourself. All bomb blasts are instantly fatal in Battle Mode. If you are the last player remaining you win the round and receive a gold trophy. The overall winner is the first person to win a set number of gold trophies (i.e. the first person to win a certain number of rounds). The number of trophies needed is configurable when starting the game and ranges from 1 to 5.
Each round has a time limit of two minutes. If nobody has won after two minutes then the round is declared a draw and no trophies are given. It is also possible for a draw to occur if all remaining players are blown up at the same time.
After a minute and a half the game displays a message to "Hurry Up!" and then starts dropping indestructible walls around the edge of the play field (starting bottom left and travelling clockwise), effectively reducing the area you can move around in. If you get hit by one of these dropping walls you are instantly killed.
Battle Mode can be extremely fast paced and hectic, reflected in the fast paced music score that accompanies it. The Speed Round, which is Stage 12, is considered to be the most competitive as it requires great amounts of skill to control the fast-paced players and bomb detonation.
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