The gunslinger Roland Deschain had finally met his match. Magneto used his magnetic abnormality to fetch Roland’s dual blasters. As Magneto hovered above him, Roland stared into his eyes.

“I never much cared for these things, really,” Magneto explained, “but I do feel that it is fitting for you to be done in by the tools of your trade.”

“HEY, YOU GUYS !”

Magneto was momentarily distracted by Sloth’s battle cry and the chunky kid standing next to him eating Rocky Road ice cream. That was all the time the heroes needed to slay him.

Simultaneously, Scott jumped up and took a bite out of Magneto’s leg; and Buffy staked him through the heart. Han tossed Roland a blaster and he rejoined the battle.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I scored a triple-double?” Scott asked. “Or the time I hit the game winning shot?”

“I’m really sorry, hon,” Buffy replied, “But you’re just not my type.”

“And he is?” Scott asked sadly, pointing to Luke, who was at that moment hugging his shrink.

“Actually, yes,” she said.