Dry Bowser In The Pyramid

Dry Bowser was running from a giant boulder that was chasing him within an ancient pyramid, grabbing the vine hanging over the pit as he landed on the other side, with the boulder falling into the pit as he smirked, taking a glance at the golden idol he had taken from its pedestal.

"Who would have thought something so small can cause so much trouble...?" Dry Bowser laughed as he placed the idol away within his charcoal shell, only to be crushed by the ceiling crushing him, reducing him to a pile of bones as he growled in pain, quickly using his dark magic to reassemble himself. "I should have figured that would have happened..."

Feeling the pyramid shake, Dry Bowser dusted off his bones as he began running again, with there being arrows shot at him as an attempt of preventing intruders from coming in. Little did the traps realize (if they could be able to conceive the thought process of realizing, that is) was that Dry Bowser was an undead reptile, being immune to the effects of what normally would equate to death. But just because he couldn't die, didn't mean that he was immune to pain, even if the pain was temporary...

Dry Bowser: (sighs in annoyance) I have got to get a better narrator for this...

Brushing back his red hair as he tore apart the adventurer outfit he wore earlier, Dry Bowser dodged the smaller rocks falling from the ceiling, as well as the tiny boulders rolling at him from the sides as eventually the reptilian skeleton managed to escape the pyramid, which collapsed as a result of failing to stop its intruder. Scoffing with a dry smirk on his face, Dry Bowser took out the gold idol as he glanced at it while walking in the cold desert at night, actually being north of the Dry Dry Ruins race course, to add the idol of golden gold to his collection of priceless artifacts.