Disclaimer: Nothing BtVS is mine, although the other fandom is long public domain.
“So, what are we training to fight?” asks Xander.
“Well, there are frost giants, and fire giants, and trolls,” replies Anya.
She sees the look in his eye. “Olaf was the worst. Then there are the dead of Hel that will ride on the ship Naglfar. Not to mention the monsters, like Jormungandr, and Fenrir-wolf, and the other wolves that are supposed to eat the Moon and Sun.”
“Any special rules?” asks Xander. “Like, stakes and sunlight for vampires?”
“No, but the giants and monsters are really big, and the dead don’t feel pain.”
“Alrighty, then. Guns… lots of guns.”