the spackle on the horned creacher readies his torches for another blast but one of the mayor 's men has risen from where he 's fallen , burns all over him , and he raises his gun and fires- and the spackle on the horned creacher drops one torch and slaps a hand to his neck where the bullet hit him , then falls sideways off the creacher to the ground- a cheer goes up from the mayor 's men as they see what 's happened- `` all weapons have their weaknesses , '' the mayor says .