*Throwing aside his Assault Rifle, Inspectre reaches around behind him and pulls out . . . . a rocket launcher!!! Settling the sights directly on the now-illuminated Dark One, Inspectre taunts, "Eat this, motherfu-" the rest of it drowned out by the loud roar of the missile as it leaves the launcher, heading direclty towards the Dark One's chest.
your move, ND. :-p 