Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Twenty)
The troopas shrieked; the sounds like bubbles bursting in planet-core magma shook princely earlobes. they stopped their flight; both the literal of the metallized demons, and the running of the nobles.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Thirteen)
He thumped the floor with his tail, twice; the door opened, and two elite troopas would goosestep around them. heavy plating, no expressions.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Four)
Once he'd made his way several flights up to the floor of the throne room, he found it vacant, save for a single troopa at the door in jet-black armour of chamber-guard's tradition.
Answering without asking
The one who arrived was a koopa, not a koopa troopa or anyone else like that, a koopa like bowser, but different at the same time: we can begun with the legs, the skin was light orange and had three toes in both feet (obviously with claws), the
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Eight)
A lone troopa met him atop the stairs that just a short while ago had held larry and konner. the soldier's armor glitzed with medals and striped patches, the rank of general. he bowed like all others before speaking.
Bowser's Royal Foot Slave (Chapter 2)
"all koopa-troopas, pull back. we're going back to crime land!" the big guy said. someone on the other side said something that sounded like "yessir, mr. koopone," before the big guy put the communicator back in his pocket.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Twenty-One)
troopas with arrows, fireballs, boomerangs, all filled in the slightest crack in the teenagers' defense. as it looked more like assault, bowser sang war cries, chants he learned in youth. kamek stumbled, halfway across the world.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Eighteen)
The elite troopa leapt back the millisecond bowser let go; when the king looked besides, the other one was as far to the edge as two feet could soundly stand; one bit further and he'd swim in the moat.