And Wayne barely even reacts, save for pulling a face that would normally only be reserved for dealing with very specific monsters. He spits out a swear that, in this space, doesn't translate but sounds as if it might be accompanied by several grawlixes. The arc of the axe continues through the shape but Wayne, accustomed to combat as he'd become, only follows the motion with a pointed finger, and around the trunk of Harvey's body what seems to be a napalm-soaked rope winds and bursts into flames.

"Laugh at me again. worm-thing. I'll destroy this place just like the fucking moon."