bowser goons

Flanking Bowser were several figures Reggie might describe as "weird clay men," except he could actually describe them better as "men dressed in low budget all-gray costumes." Two of them held a struggling figure: Shigeru Miyamoto. Miyamoto shouted something in Japanese.

"Let him go," said Reggie.

"Just like you let go of the presidency?" Bowser laughed. In the rain, his bald head shone with an unearthly halo. "We're not all as foolish as you, Reggie. Get him, my goons!"

The weird clay men shambled forward with a series of exaggerated, almost comedic movements. Their arms waved at their sides and their steps were bowlegged and imprecise. They looked more like poorly-trained interpretive dancers than dangerous thugs. Reggie assumed a fighter's stance and charged. His fists flew out and the goons hurtled in every direction, unable to offer any resistance. Assuming they even knew how to fight. In a matter of moments, all of them save the two holding Miyamoto hostage had rolled strategically away from the combat zone.

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