Jester Lord charges toward the duo, miraculously bringing out a huge cannon with a giant fist from his back and fired off several fists in the direction of the transformed heroes.
Instinctively, Marek jumped back momentarily forgetting that his legs had changed and landed awkwardly. Kid Clown stood his ground as the fists bounced off his body, he rushed toward the maddened clown whilst winding up a punch (obviously still not realising that he could easily reach the clown by stretching!). He got close and let his punch fly but the fist wouldn't come to contact with Jester Lord's face. For some reason, Kid Clown recognised Jester Lord as his master but he was unsure, the black substance obviously not fully affecting that memory enough. He wanted to punch him after all he had been put through by the crazy villain but he faultered.
Marek, having picked himself up and dodged the fists ricocheting off his friend's body, saw what was happening and knew that he couldn't let Jester Lord take advantage of the moment. He held out one hand and moved the other to give the impression of a large bowling ball and aimed it at the maniacal clown's legs letting it go with a hefty underarm swing.
Before Jester Lord could approach his quarry, he found his feet swept from under him and he tumbled forward striking his face on Kid Clown's out-stretched fist. The older clown stumbled around, and Marek saw a golden opportunity and swung an imaginary lasso around his head and hurled it in Jester Lord's direction. Kid Clown watched the events unfolding and saw a glint in the mime artist's eyes. Without knowing exactly why, he went into a spin, winding his elastic body around into a tight twist. Marek entwined Jester Lord in his imaginary rope and began to swing him around and after several loops, he released the clown toward his twister of a friend.
Kid Clown let himself unwind gaining huge momentum in his outstretched arms and unintentionally managed to swat the sky-rocketing Jester in his spin, sending Jester Lord flying through a solid wall.
Kid Clown staggered around trying to gather his bearings after such a forceful spin. He felt someone grab his shoulder and literally spun his head round to see who it was.
Marek was slightly freaked by the head turning but he gestured his friend to escape the crazy funhouse. Kid Clown nodded in agreement but they could find no door in the cluttered room.
Eventually they found an air duct that they could both fit through given their reduced statures and began to make their escape.