Welll, that was one [i]Hell[/i] of a brawl. Squee having chosen to sit on the sidelines and waited to see the victor rise from the blooded fields of battle, as Goldmarble and Seravee, each clinging defiantly to the bitter end, trading punishing blows. There was no surprise here folks, this was a straight up battle of attrition that left Goldmarble on one knee, and Seravee facedown on the ground. Looking up, Goldmarble saw Squee rise from her lounging chair, pepsi in hand, only to finish him in one, final strike. The match is won, The Lady Squee reigns victorious upon these hallowed fields of battle.

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