The Exploder Wizard, wrapped in the blackest of black magic energies, slams into the chest of Father Dagon, and all that power is released in a single tremendous burst of white light and heat.

Ice cracks. Floes ripple. The thundering sound is nearly deafening.

And globs of horrid flesh rain from the sky. Where Father Dagon once stood is nothing but a naked wizard, laughing his ass off.