"Unfortunately, Spartacus, we're not that kind of magic." Or any kind of magic, not really. "There's a machine in the bunker you can purchase powers from but other than that? Couldn't tell you."

They work with what they have, doing the best they can with what they've got on hand or can fashion for themselves- hoping for a magic cure-all? Isn't in the cards. "I mean if you really want something that'll generate electricity- I'll need copper wire and a magnet- you used to swing it pretty fast when you were getting ready to fly, right? That might be enough...it wouldn't be the same as lightning-"

He squints into the middle distance, snagging a scrap of charcoal to start sketching out the beginnings of the idea. Power generated by magnets and motion- maybe a hammer-shaped tazer? How could that possibly go wrong, right?