He blinked, and sent a bit of a look to the chair. He'd had it custom-built for use as a weapon, a replacement after he'd given Odin the Black Ice. But now something felt pretty awful about it. It should be able to handle a magic charge, or maybe it was just the Black Ice's property...

"Shit...!" Like a hot coal, he juggled it in his hands before he gave it the ol' YEET. He couldn't see it when a rush of ice and hail came tumbling down, obscuring the view of Sephiroth as well.

"Whatever, I don't need to be armed." He bore down and activated his Vengeance, reducing taken damage, but sending some of that Ice Storm damage back.

"Okuyasu, keep on what's-his-face! I'm on Ena!"