"Look!" said the Spiderweb Mistress, pointing to the sky.
And everyone did look at what was sailing up through the air in a trail of smoke from the volcano ... before turning to gape at her with their jaws dropping to the ground. She was no longer a giant eye! MOAR!ON's spell upon her had been broken. She was back to her iddy biddy arachniddy self, which meant . . .
. . . The One Poem ô had been destroyed!
Everybody began cheering at the realization, except for the Mistress and her sisters, and the Ents, whom the spiders ushered to stand around in a circle. Then Sheila Lobelia and her crew wove a huge web attached to all of the Ents to serve as a safety net. Good thing that it was sticky too, because whatever landed in it would have trampolined to the next continent!
"Hold steady!" yelled Treenuts as the Ents rooted themselves deep in the ground for support.
What was caught in the web was not one thing, but several - Satin Gamjeez suffering from severe motion sickness, the Dark Knight attempting a belly flop, DUGlo Baggins glowing brightly and just happy to see everyone again and ... MOAR!ON! Though he was no longer twenty feet tall, but a plain ole Earthwyrm like he use to be thousands of years ago.
"Maggots!" Salamandar yelled at his Gobnoblins. "Keep fighting! This war isn't over until I say it's---"
The White Lizard was interrupted when Grubgrinder landed on his chariot, flipping him out backwards onto his head. He was wearing a thong underneath his white robe. It was not pretty.
Smug the Dragon, scourge of Muddle Earth, and last true enemy still standing on the battlefield, was struck between the eyes by the large chunk of rock launched from Mount Dumb. He haphazardly flew off to the North in a bout of double vision and tried to fly between what he thought was the Two Point O Towers. It was actually one tower, ThincTanc, which he flew straight into, shattering the absurdian architectural wonder into a bazillion pieces.
"Drat!" the White Lizard grumbled. Foiled again!
MOAR!ON in a panic, tried to pick up Grubgrinder, and threw out his back. All the chaos he had inspired over thousands of years had come to naught.
The Nasty Ghoulies were no longer nasty or ghoulish! They peeled off their spikey, plated armor and black cloaks, and began to Break Dance!
NaPoWriMo was saved in the final hours of April! The Spiderweb Mistress kissed and hugged her Dark Knight. Rosie Grace gave Satin Gamjeez some Dramamine and told him he was the bravest idiot she had ever known. Everyone celebrated by drinking ale from their Tropheees.
DUGlo Baggins sat himself down on a rock and finished writing his last entry in the light radiating from his own body. He swore to never go on another adventure again as long as he lived.
And to be very careful about what he drank in the company of Dwarves or purchased at future yard sales.