Someone with less training would have been happy landing the blow. A shoulder wound could make the masked man's fight that much more difficult. But Ashe knew better, her training made it easy for her to see that he man purposely stepped into the blow, purposely took the shot. It was a move Ashe herself had made in the past, taking a blow to cause a lot more damage to an enemy. Ashe was on guard, watching the next attack from the masked man.

She didn't expect that attack to come in the form of a point blank fireball. This man fought so much like the warriors of her own world that she hadn't even considered the possibility of him using magic. She barely had time to react, managing to shift so that most of the fireball exploded against her left side, rather than her right. The explosion itself threw the two opponents away from each other. Ashe was slammed back first into the ground. She was stunned for a moment, white hot pain blossoming from her now injured left arm and shoulder. Thankfully her quick reaction had saved her face from most of the blast.

The warrior was only stunned for a moment. Long enough for the masked man to get to his own feet. She was climbing to hers when he cracked his dislocated shoulder into place. Ashe's fighting stance was different than before, rather than having her left side forward, the hilt of her sword facing down while the blade was pointed up, she took on a far more defensive stance. Her right side was forward, protecting the wounded left side. She flipped the sword around so that the hilt was up and the blade was down. 

Ashe's breathing was less controlled than before, her teeth clenched in pain. But she still stood, and she would fight to her last breath if needed. This wouldn't be the first time she had fought despite pain that would bring down a normal person. The masked man went to lunge again, and she was ready, but someone else stopped him. When she saw who it was, though she would deny this later on, she actually breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like they had the attack mostly under control. It was just this guy who was the big threat. "This son of a bitch fights like I do, except he's got magic. Watch yourself." Ashe said in a voice that was surprisingly calm and surprisingly devoid of pain.

Ashe had a plan, but it wasn't something that she could convey to Leon with words, without the masked man hearing. She hoped that he would understand through her actions. Moving so quickly that she was nearly a blur, Ashe moved forward, her powerful legs carrying her into the air for a downward blow. The thing about Ashe that made her so dangerous was the fact that she only got stronger as she was injured. As she did, she called out in another language, one that the warriors of her world had developed so they could talk without scaring innocents. "You're an idiot if you side with the forces that wiped out our world! You go against every ounce of our training and deserve to die like a dog!" Her plan was not to finish the masked man off, but to distract him so that Leon could deal some serious damage.