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Septim arrives in his fully armed and operational SP@M STAR! He destroys Mac's command ship in a single shot.

"Muahahahaha!"

Septim is prepared to teleport off of it in case of an explosion, as a matter of fact, he does, and he leaves Darth Evader on the ship in case anything happens.

As the explosian clears, Septim is horrified to see that he hit a fighter in the midst of the battle. It was in fact one of his own...

Seeing that this battle was hopeless, Mac's fleet made the jump into hyperspace with all of the other Mustardonian ships. Some vessels were sacrificed to allow this withdrawal but most of them escaped.

*As a large part of the Mustardon fleet retreated, Charley had half of the fleet jump to hyperspace to go to the new secret base and the rest would assist Septim in finishing off the rest of the Mustardon fleet left fighting.*

"Septim, I accept your challenge. Today, mustard shall strike a blow against Sp@m that will be fealt throughout the universe."

Erunion descends from on high, with a cloud of mustard supporting his feet.

"Let us end this, once and for all! For Mustardon!"

Erunion pulls his hand back and throws forward a huge blast of mustard, a simple preliminary assault to check Septim's defences...

Septim shoots sp@m at the mustard, redirecting it onto a rock, he then shoots a large blast of sp@m back at Erunion.

Erunion uses his mustard powers to absorb the sp@m into a bite sized sandwich, complete with bread and gobs of mustard.
A blast of mustard forces open Septim's mouth for a brief second and Erunion proceeds to fire the sandwich in.
"Eat that!"

Erunion flicks aside the sandwich, which being made primarily of mustard is completely controllable by him.
Erunion then swallows the sp@m glob in a wave of mustard, which then invigorated continues on to attack Septim.

Erunion steps forward, using his mustard powers to hold the sp@m balls on their course. He then infuses them with mustard making a new concoction. He deems that the issue of whether this is Musp@m or Sp@mtard a minor issue, and sends the ball flying at well past the speed of light at Septim.

The sp@mballs suddenly stop an dissolve. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Septim. Do you really believe that your actions here would be left uncountered forever?"

Suddenly a bright blade appears in Erunion's hands and armor encases him, the name on the blade is "Webster". It seems that Fizban has decided to intervene with special anti-sp@m weapons and armor.....

The God of Mustard, and Night of the Holy Order of the Dictionary Erunion pushes aside Septim's attack.
Erunion then begins to assault Septim's defences with brilliantly constructed and well-worded flames.
"Take that, ye denizen of Sp@malot! VU shalt be enlightened once again by the Holy order of the Dictionary! Deus Vult!"

*Fizban was never on the field in the first place, just giving indirect aid to Erunion.*

*Charley slaps Shinigami with his steel combat gloves in the face*

Septim uses his mastery of sp@m to create a sp@m shield, which blocks the mustard, and then shoots the sp@m from the shield at Erunion.

Septim ducks and the mustard spears go into eachother, Septim blocks the mustard coming down from the reaction with a sp@m shield and shoots a wave of sp@m at Erunion.

*Fizban doesn't have to stay out of any action vs. Charley.*

Fizban appears in a cloud of smoke before Charley. "A shame, the lack of respect that you children show nowadays. Is this what's coming out of Sp@malot now, Septim?"

Fizban then looks at Charley and casts fireball. Either burning him to a crisp, or leaving him deeply burned and sent flying across the field of battle.

Septim raises his arms, and the mustard disinigrates in a cloud of sp@m, Septim shoots sp@m into the spears, which directs them into the ground. Septim then creates sp@m whip and sends it overhand at Erunion while shooting three sp@m balls at Erunion.

It is obvious this battle will remain a stalemate, one god cannot defeat or kill another god, I guess this is a test of will, who will back down first...?

Septim's left arm turns into a sp@m sword, which parries Erunion's sword into a tree, Septim then delivers a slash to Erunion's back while turning his hand into sp@m, which makes the mustard whip drop to the ground.

Fizban sighs and shakes his head, "Learn your place mortal..."

Fizban reaches into Charley's body and rips out his soul, he then banishes the soul to a dimension of hell wherein lies many Valar, Swifty and clones of various other fruity VU players. Charley's bum is soon very sore and *ahem* 'enlarged'...

That hellish plane is locked so that none on the inside can escape and none on the outside can free him.

*Charley escapes anyway because Fizban isnt part of this atm*

Fizban then turns and snaps his fingers, the two combatants are separated by a strong shield, "Hear my words you two dieties before you all engage in a fight you cannot win and let the faith of your mortals suffer. It is clear that you are evenly matched in power, it is also clear that should I fully intervene, the power of sp@m couldn't withstand the combined assault. However, may I remind you all that we cannot force mortals to follow our ways. Some follow the banner of Anti-sp@m and the gifts that I offer. Others wish to follow the paths of the sp@mmers. Still, others follow the flames of Mustardon (especially spicy Mustardon.....). While I and Septim are true opposites of the other, those of Mustardon utilize a bit of our realms, but are beholden to their own code. A 'balancing' power as it were. Should we upset the balance, then VU, nay all forums everywhere will be thrown into chaos. Put down your weapons for the sake of those that depend on the two of you..."

Septim stares at Erunion.

Errrr, as far as I know, Mustardon isn't against sp@m like anti-sp@malot is against me, I just disagreed by saying Mustard sandwiches tasted bad, so the only thing they have in common is that they have both warred sp@malot, oh well, I won't say anything, now, I won against Defensive and VUSAVUPAS...tie against Fizban and his Anti-Sp@mmers...the conflict with Revenge and the Corned Beef soldiers was inconclusive...what will the conflict with Erunion Telcontar and his Mustardonian Soldiers be?

Septim looks up.

"So, God of Mustard and ex-Duke of Sp@malot...what shall your decision be? I will fight to either of our deaths, or I will take a tie, it...is up to you."

"The lord of Anti-Sp@m speaks troth. What good will this battle do us, were it to continue? If it is your will, I will fight, 'til from my bones my flesh be hacked! But as it lies, a peace between our two great peoples would be far better.
Also, again the lord of Anti-Sp@m is right, I am the balancing force between you two. Anti-Sp@m is against Sp@m, Sp@m is against anti-sp@m. I am against neither of you, as long as you refrain from attacking me, murdering my civilians and slandering the fair name of Mustard.

I ask only that you accept the fact that peoples tastebuds vary widely, that to some people, mustard is a great sauce, whereas to others it is something horrible. And, using this understanding, refrain from enforcing your own opinions upon others."

*Mights Hordes of Cows have been in the Shadows waiting for this very moment when all the great forces of the world have been reduced to ash.

Might gets out of bed and walks over to the giant world map. He picks up his phone and dials the Cow Army phone number, "General Wraith, the time to strike is now. Unleash the mighty Cow Hordes uponm the unsuspecting fools we call neighbors!"

A small Mustardon girl hears rumbling near her and sees a white flash moveing between the trees. She hears rustling behind her. She turns around and finds a giant Cow holding a meat cleaver..........SHES DEAD OMG!