Shura is grateful for the help, though the fire comes to close, burning her arm as it passes. But at the same time, why wasn't he listening to her? If he ran and made it back to the inn, then she'd just have to worry about taking care of herself. Things would be easier if she could just focus on protecting herself.

She turns to Strange, tries to rush towards him to fend off the shade imps, but something grabs her by the hair and yanks her back. It's a third imp, a fourth one scampering over. She'll have to deal with these first, keeping her injured arm close to her side until one of the imps grabs it and bites. Yelping in pain, she slashes at it, trying to free herself from at least one of the monsters. Strange is on his own, and Shura has to hope he can conjure more fire to protect himself.