Michael didn't see it coming, till it was too late. He didn't have time, though it hit his chest, but before it could bounce back he grabbed the shield then threw it to the ground behind him.

His lungs hurt, but he could deal with the pain. He charged quickly though he didn't know if Connor would be ready or not he directed a punch at his face after the punch he sweeped Connors legs out from under him. 

Once done, he quickly went for a next punch.