Season 4, Week 3
Saki
(Grandia) 		 
For the second week in a row, we have Saki, an admitted Grandia boss, actually holding the offensive edge in a battle. Whatever is the world coming to? Anyway, as a boss (and a high-HP one at that), Saki is immune to Mustadio's arm-aiming tricks, so it's a simple matter of hacking away with her sword at the much weaker, much frailer boy until he falls.

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 Mustaido is in a bit of a bind this week. Because of Saki's status as a boss, she's immune to his snipe attacks. He can't equip a white robe to lower the damage Saki does (unlike last week), and he doesn't have any evasion to draw on to stop the worst of Saki's attacks. The young Engineer will be forced to rely on his far greater speed and a possible critical hit to put away Mullen's flunky.

Veryslightlymad
I'm sorry, everyone. I admit... it was I who was responsible for Saki's win, this week. Yes, I, VSM illegally interfered with Mustadio's performance.

You see, I snuck into the Light Waiting room, before the match began, and I had my hired help switch his ordinary gun with a stone gun.

Mind you, I made the idiotic mistake of hiring Relm to do the painting, and had to fight off a high-powered, sentient firearm, but I won't bore you with the details.

At any rate, the match began, and ol' Musty promptly turned into a large rock. After much investigation, they deemed that he'd equipped an illegal weapon, and was thus disqualified. Saki, who had received outside assistance was also disqualified. Both contestants lost, but since Mustadio was a large rock, he lost more. Saki advanced to the next round, and both fighters lived happily ever after.

Well, not Mustadio, because I also paid them to release some pigeons and black chocobos, once the match had finished.

As for me, I wandered off into the sunset that day, Relm sketching me living images of the Hollywood elite, and me having to fight them off, because they wanted to kill me more than have sex with me. (Like real women. That Relm is a genius) Luckily, I still had Mustadio's real gun.

Some day, I might look back on that fateful match and realize just how immature I was. Then again, I got my revenge on Mustadio, and in a manner of speaking, got to bang most of the most attractive women in show business. And in the end, isn't that all that -really- matters?

Saki: 11
Mustadio Bunanza: 5

Dark Holy Elf
Mustadio surveyed his opponent from the other side of the arena. A pure fighter, he knew. She held her sword in her left hand. This was almost too easy for a sniper like himself...

The match began. Saki charged. Mustadio didn't blink, taking careful aim at her sword arm. He waited until Saki had almost reached him. Then he fired.

Saki gave out a yelp of pain. She dropped to the ground, clutching her left arm in pain. "You... brat!" she cried. "How dare you resort to such coward tactics as an Arm Aim?"

Mustadio shrugged. "It's how I win," he said to the woman crouching on the ground in front of him. He pointed the gun at her chest. "Any last words?"

"Yes," the Garlyle Sergeant said, breathing through the pain, still clutching her left arm. "There's... something you should know about me..."

"And that is?"

"I'm not left-handed," said the officer with a sneer.

"So?" said Mustadio, not understanding. Then, "... oh. I see," as Saki quickly grabbed her sword with her right hand, and ran him through with it.