"Spirits of earth and air," I recited in English, seeing as I only know it in English. "HONOR the ancient pact and fulfill your destiny!"

I could feel the hair on the back of my neck rising as I brought my 'casting glove' up. And I remember the surprised look on Happosai's face as he felt what in retrospect was undoubtedly ME redirecting the entire magical force of a demon god right down my arm. Ranma had enough sense to bolt in the span of time between the incantation I had just recited, and what I would later come to call the 'trigger word'.

"MEGADETH!" I shouted. "HEAVEN AND EARTH EXPLODE!"

In that instant, I was the happiest man in the multiverse. Because I knew then and there why everyone wanted to be the wizard, or the sorcerer, or the mage, or whatever. There is nothing, NOTHING like the feeling you get when you take the laws of physics themselves, and make them your unmitigated BITCH.

And when I cast MEGADETH, I had just told the universe itself to explode the fuck out of Happosai.

And the universe said 'yes mastah', and exploded the fuck out of Happosai.

[...]

Predictably, I felt none of the actual magical energy being transferred from Senbei into the glove, but I felt the shock- I should say, the recoil -when the spell left it. I never knew magic had physical recoil, but it almost threw me off my feet. It kicked like a backlash round.

Happosai never knew what hit him. I can't say for certain what exactly the spell I fired really was, but I was focused on an explosion, and an explosion is what I got. In the fraction of a second it took to cover the distance between myself and the diminutive pervert, I vaguely remember seeing something that looked like just a white blob. It grew in size the moment it left my hand like a rapidly expanding balloon. In all honesty, it seemed like my hand had become the muzzle of Mike. I was presented with the same deafening concussion and the same disorientation. And that was just the back-blast.

The explosion itself? Let's just put on the official record that using a magical attack defined as EXPLOSIVE at close range goes about as well as using bombs or missiles at the same distances.

The shockwave shattered windows and threw a cloud of debris high into the air. If I weren't so busy being blown off my feet I probably would have had time to muse about the similarities to the raging firefight with Kunzite the day before.