Ax resistance

She used the ax to pry the white mask off the big man's face. The face behind the mask was sweet and stupid, a middle-aged man and yet still a baby. She didn't look at him for long. She took mask and ax to the nearest tree trunk, set the mask down on the wood, then aimed the ax at the mask with all her might.

The blow thrilled up and down her arms, like when you hit a baseball wrong, only a hundred times worse. But the blow did nothing to the mask; it was still in one piece, still glowing white and evil in the moonlight.

Friday the 13th: Jason's Curse, chapter 28