This is the time for action, not for anguish. He's injured, Shura can't tell how bad, and she can't tell just how badly off his animas is. Across the road, Shishi is slowly getting to his feet, stumbling as he tries to make his way back to Shura. Guilt nags at her; something is broken, but there's nothing she can do until they're safe. At least she doesn't have to physically drag him back to safety. She can't say the same about Strange.

"Get up and run!" Let the thing die somewhere warm if it's that bad, she thinks, but does not say. There's not enough time to say anything more, anyway. There's an unearthly howl, and the following silence only lasts for a moment before a pair of imps set themselves on Shura. They'll avoid Strange for the moment because of his fireball, but they keep a close eye on him.

For the moment, Shura holds her own, but it's just her and her blade, and she has to protect Shishi as well.