As his mind is clouded up with rage and the nostrils of his round nose flare, he tightly grasps the bottom of Master Core’s tank top and, with so much pent up aggression and strength, raises a fist into the air ready to strike. Despite his gumption, Banjo hesitates, the bear now getting a grasp of his actions and even his surroundings. Master Core, on the other hand, taunts and mocks him for holding back, unaware that he is one punch away from being broken and launched into the air. This would be considered very out of character for the jolly bear to do, especially to someone who is irredeemable and beyond recovery, but for this myriad piece of shit, Banjo will make an exception.
