I wouldn't change a thing. Know why?
Because even if there were enemies, it'd give me the chance to stomp them.
I guess I might hope there was a law against Piantas running back and forth while on fire, waiting for a short mustached man to flash liquidize their fire out. That's just not cool.
And it does look like Arles! (I've been there.)
See how the mustache hides the slightly sad smile... and the sideburns, portraying his simple, blue-collar roots... and his legs, thick, wide, the legs of the masses!