The king’s victory celebration had indeed been premature, interrupted as it was by a hammer bonking into his head, leaving Bowser a little dazed as the second interruption emerged, namely Linkle’s request for a hand in deal with their remaining foe. Shaking his head to clear the light concussion the king nodded at the suggestion and quickly snatched up his two projectiles and taking what was unmistakably a baseball pitcher's stance before winding up his throw and letting fly with the yellow haired pair, sending them sailing up towards the raised up platform the bros where fighting from, taking a great deal of catharsis from throwing something back at the hammer lobbing koopas.
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Level 1 - (6/10) EXP
Location: 1-1 Central Path

Linkle squatted in Bowsers palm as her picked her up, gripping her now singular crossbow with both hands to keep from losing her grip on it in flight, and braced herself. The koopa King reared back, and as her let fly she pushed off with her own legs to get just that little bit of extra speed. She needed to be in front of Ratchet, after all.

As they sailed through the air Linkle pointed her crossbow at the turtles, holding down the trigger and raining a hail of arrows on the two. She didn't need to hit. She didn't even needs to do damage, really. She just had to draw their fire so they wouldn't shoot down the Lombax before he had the chance to fire his weapon.