Fast but not fast enough to teleport away again, it would seem. Claws digging through flesh, burnt flesh and fresh blood hitting the air, her focus immediately latches onto that and how hungry she still is before ever realizing she's in danger, then all she can smell is her own blood in the air, Fang biting into her shoulder and knocking her down to all fours with a startled sound.

The chill of he blade meets blazing hot heat, steam erupting from the very same wound, and then Billie's gone again, only the transversal across the room doesn't go so well this round. Moving this way, as long as she has, comes as easily as any other instinct these days, but it still takes some amount of looking ahead. Between already being so addled and the pain lancing through her shoulder, just throwing herself somewhere safe... doesn't work.

Sure, she moves, but it's mostly just to reappear crashing into even more furniture in a scrambling, desperate way, spitting and hissing at Shura the entire time.