"Oh, that's not going to happen," Dutch says, pushing off her back foot and launching herself at the two men. She slams the body of her gun against the back of his neck, hard enough to crumple him to the ground for the moment.

When the other man turns, Dutch grabs him by the back of the neck and brings her leg up, slamming his nose down hard enough against her knee that blood immediately starts flowing. She grabs him by the collar and shoves him backwards, stalking him like a predator.

"You're looking a little rough," Dutch croons before slamming the heel of her boot against his stomach.