Bowser Durability

He had to turn the tables now. The next time Bowser kicked, Reggie dodged—not backward, but straight up. He flipped several times rapidly in midair and came down hard, hard enough to quake the entire rooftop. Like a passable businessman, Bowser had leveraged his advantages—nimbleness and dexterity—to perform a blinding series of tactical strikes against his chief competitor. But those advantages had left him overextended, and it took only one major market shakeup to send him off-balance. The quake made Bowser slip in the rainwater and land on his back. At the same time, Reggie launched a punch straight down.

His fist connected with Bowser's stomach. Bowser hit the ground so hard that the excess momentum bounced him up, right into the path of Reggie's follow-up swing. The force caused Bowser to careen across the rooftop, ricochet twice, twirl in midair, and land shakily on his feet.

"Let's finish this quick." Reggie straightened his tie. "I've got a ride on the Battle Bus scheduled tonight."

"You think your memes will protect you?" said Bowser. He rose, a furious glint in his eye. "You're already old hat, Reggie! I'm the new hot meme. My name's Bowser, for crying out loud! You think you can compete with that?"

"It was never about the memes, Bowser. That's what you'll never understand. It was always about bringing our customers the latest in innovative gameplay and technology."

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