"OH F*CK!" Is all Dale would hear over the storm. Unknown to him, the axe had sent Bedlam flying several hundred feet away and screaming bloody murder at suddenly being thrown so fast and far into the sky, the shield only cracking and somehow stopping the blow from hurting his arm. He landed on the shield, shattering it, but making him not take any fall damage. "F*ck...that axe...." He slowly got up, healing the gash in his neck fully by this time, but his one arm was still limp by his side. He couldn't heal pulverized bone without waiting a few hours. The storm was insane by now and past anything that would accure in nature, getting so strong that it would tear a house apart like a tornado as that's basically what it was by this point. The glass shards began to get even more condensed and hard. They hit with enough force to lightly dent [u]weaker[/u] metals and fly through flesh as if it were nothing. [spoiler]Underlined weaker so you'd know I don't mean it would get through Dale's steel armour.[/spoiler]