Bedlam vanished into red mist the second the hammer hit Dale, forming again after a split second, but this time several feet away from Dale on the opposite side. He did this with the plan to have the hammer fly back into Dale again, but this worked too as the hammer flew to his hand. Considering its weight he just let it drop and formed a round shield on his good arm. Dale had thrown his at air, considering he couldn't have known Bedlam had changed position until it was too late and he threw the axe. [spoiler]Bedlam is on the other side of Dale now.[/spoiler] The storm was getting strong enough to the point of easily lifting a few hundred pounds off the ground. The sand in the air was mixed with foot long spikes of sharp glass shards that had formed from how powerful the storm had gotten. They'd pelt and shatter against Dale's armour, cutting into anything not covered in metal or resistant fabric.