With the âphotographerâ giving him lip earlier and the very fact that beings like Geno were finding his way into his castle unannounced, Bowser was most definitely at his patienceâs end. There was surely going to be no end to the myriad of ways that fools would attempt to tamper with the Tyrant of Awesomeâs good mood, and well enough his servants knew. They were staying clear of his path today, praying that nothing would make their ruler erupt like a volcano that had just been pushed to its breaking point.
Unfortunately, however, their poor wish couldnât be granted.
Having to alert their king that some otherworldly being was nodding off on the statue that was being established in his glory, none of Bowserâs most trusted vassals could stop him from stomping down to near the castle entrance. From Charginâ Chucks to even the most plump of Boos, everything in his path had been but like a stepping stone as he soon found himself right where needed to be.
Looking skyward, he couldnât even distinguish just what this creature was. Like that wolf, it was clear to him that this was either an alien or a very distant foreigner. Regardless, they were not just trespassing on Dark Land territory, but they had also just become the subject of the Koopa Kingâs extremely foul mood.
Thus, with his lungs ready to roar and his fists clenched so tight his claws almost pierced his diamond-hard scales, Bowser roared up at the poor creature with a boom that shook even the ground with its rage.
âYOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO CLEAR YOURSELF OUTTA MY SIGHT BEFORE I COME UP THERE MYSELF, GRIND YOU DOWN INTO A PASTE, USE YOU AS THE SAUCE FOR MY DINNER, âN THEN GOBBLE YOU UP âN SPIT YOU OUT LIKE SCRAP ON ITS WAY TO THE DUMP!â