Mr. Mask works at something called the Duel Of Magic. People fling magic spells at each other. They have a rack of magical items for people who don't know magic.

I want to play with those items. Mr. Mask didn't know if any of them could blow up a bus. I really want to blow up the 5th St. bus. The driver is a demon who wanted to steal my soul and use my corpse to mother his undead army!