Bowser has been watching the spectacle from his own apartment door, with a Smeargle/Moomba beside him. Initially he'd intented to set out to find out if the dream was real. Now, however, he's simply watching the spectacle unfold before him.
Designs of lightning bolts and clocks have been painted over Bowser's face and shell, painted in black by the Smeargle behind him. For now he's only had time to wipe the paint off his face with his hands. He'll have to clean more thoroughly later.
Until now he's quietly observing the fight. However, Legion and Samuel's most recent actions have prompted Bowser to actually decide to get involved.
"Hold on. If these people wanna fight, why shouldn't we let them? This is between them, not the rest of you." This fight has been one of the most entertaining things Bowser's seen in the void so far, he can't just let it end like this, even if a rather intimidating robot and a man with a dragon are working to make sure it does.
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Designs of lightning bolts and clocks have been painted over Bowser's face and shell, painted in black by the Smeargle behind him. For now he's only had time to wipe the paint off his face with his hands. He'll have to clean more thoroughly later.
Until now he's quietly observing the fight. However, Legion and Samuel's most recent actions have prompted Bowser to actually decide to get involved.
"Hold on. If these people wanna fight, why shouldn't we let them? This is between them, not the rest of you." This fight has been one of the most entertaining things Bowser's seen in the void so far, he can't just let it end like this, even if a rather intimidating robot and a man with a dragon are working to make sure it does.