Luther moved closer, nodding slightly. "We'll go slow and remember to leave space between you two. Think stage-fighting." Moving next to Hannah, he raised his hand in front of her, thrusting with the palm of his hand. "If you move your hand like this, it'll do one of two things. It'll either hit her on her chin, knocking balance off, or you'll hit her in the nose. It might crack, it might break. Don't be afraid to thrust hard - when it's your life on the line, you have to be ready to do what you have to."
Moving around to the other side, Luther pointed to Boyd's wrist. "If you push with that at the same time or just after, she'll either drop it or it'll be at her neck. Survival instincts will have her drop it then."