Of course, he ignores the proper punctuation to deliver that first line as, "Wanton powers in this blade yield," so I'm all, "Why would he want the blade's wanton powers to yield to the Psycho's shield? Ignorant jackass." In any event, the camera has swirled around beneath his nostrils during all of this until it cuts to a much broader shot of Snidely standing at the Book of Shadows, addressing an athame that hangs in mid-air. The athame glows, and props to the lighting designer -- Snidely's face glows the same color, and the glow's source is coming from the correct angle. It's the little things that make an episode good. Snidely plucks the blade from the air and slowly stalks over to the Psycho, who's plunked down in the middle of the room, surrounded by his pulsing little shield. Snidely kneels and plunges the dagger into the shimmering blue bubble, piercing the surface and sucking the entire thing into the weapon through some sort of sporking, electrical mojo. "I'm truly sorry," Snidely apologizes, not sounding terribly sorry at all, "but this is for the greater good." You asshole. The kid's twenty-one months old. He has no idea what the fuck you're talking about. Incidentally, the dead-eyed freak on the floor seems entirely unconcerned with what's going on. This kid is Satanic. Anyway, Snidely rises to skewer the Psycho with the dagger, but the Psycho, of course, has other plans. Using his own orbing telekinesis, he yanks the knife from Snidely's hands and plants it in Snidely's chest. Snidely howls and makes gurgling noises as he drags the thing out of his chest and hoists it once more above his head.

Just then, the sounds of coordinated Glamorous Lady chanting hit the soundtrack, but Snidely's screaming so loudly as his face blisters and sizzles that I totally can't hear the freaking spell the Phoebes and Raiges are currently reciting over in the Bizarro Manor's nonexistent attic. Thank God we have the lovely and talented Nulla Salus around, as she's already transcribed the verse for her website:

We call upon ancient lore
To punish with the Power of Four.
Strike down this threat from both there and here:
Make him suffer, then disappear.

I do so like to be thorough, don't you know. In any event, both Snidelys manage to teleport themselves away from the Manors before the spell vanquishes them. Oooh. Get this: In The Bizarro World, the dead-eyed sociopath is actually capable of showing emotion. In this case, stark, screaming trauma, but hey. You take what you can get. Bizarro Psycho's howling himself red in the face, and I'd really like to know what they did to the child actor to elicit this response. No, seriously. It'll be good for a laugh, because I hate kids. The Phoebes as one move to scoop the kid up to comfort him, but Phoebe acquiesces and allows Phauxhawk to continue on alone. The Dolt races into the room to retrieve the dagger from the floor as Baige smirkily notes, "Looks like [the Psycho] can handle himself." "Not for long," the Dolt warns, adding that Snidely's one of the most powerful of the ever-useless Elders. If he wants the kid dead, he'll find a way to do it. Big Gay Chris outrages something about betrayal while the Phoebes and the Raiges realize they can open the portal and restore the balance between the two worlds by using "the Power of Four." The Raiges retreat to the far wall, and Rose McGowan's body double hands her a piece of chalk so they can together trace another triquatra.