He's trying to protect her, the great big idiot. There's no reason to send the fire he can manage her way when he's in so much trouble on his own. She'd scold him for it later. If she could. Even with her leg freed, the imp's claws sank deep into her skin and muscle, and she doesn't bother to hope that she could still jump as high as she needed to make her way to the rooftops. At east she can mostly get to her feet now.

"Strange! Damn it--" One imp goes down when she strikes out, but it's not enough. If reinforcements could just show up, that'd be great!

But that won't be so lucky. Shura tries for a moment to get to Strange, but the imps are yanking at her hair and pulling her away from him, scratching and biting at her hands, another going back to her legs to pull her back down to the snow. This was too much for her alone, and she really didn't want to die in the snow. That was going salt in the mortal wound right here.