"We don't have time then," she declared and motioned for him, it, to follow her back. It would have been nice to send it out to level the playing field but it was starting to fall apart. Laura approached the hulking and lanky thing cautiously, not crazy about getting within reach of the claws.
She didn't like the way the others were flanking the two, she couldn't do much without guns or out of reach. "I can't run, not far. Jacques will be defenseless once you retreat." She did continue to fall back, taking out the soldiers crying out in pain from the rain. Apparently the charm did protect her from this magic stuff.
The Fallen collapsed and left Jacques stumbling forward. Laura ran forward and put him in a fireman's carry, scooping up the mostly whole mask as she stood up. "You and your fussiness on clothes," she grunted, turning heel and making it for the fence.