“Say that again Joey. I f*****g dare you.” Her voice is low, and the hand he’s holding the gun in is shaking a little. A moment later she snatches the gun from his hand when he blinks. Even Ash barely sees the movement, except for his heightened senses allowing him to see it happen almost in slow motion, but it’s still fast. When she has the gun, she takes a step back dismantling the gun as she walks backwards.
She makes room for the machete that’s swinging upwards, seemingly slowly because of the way his brain is processing the images. She swings her leg around and catches his hand holding the machete, which flies from his grasp and skitters across the road away from them. He takes a couple of steps back as she rights herself and moves to stand between him and the machete. He’s quaking
