Hiding probably would have been the better option for Tony but Wanda wasn't going to nitpick when Iron Man was doing such an effective job of taking the Devourer down. Until he was the one going down and Wanda propelled herself forward and drag him off the tottering crocodile. There was dark liquid oozing from its wounds, Wanda didn't even think it was blood, it looked more like sludge, and she didn't think it would last much longer. To speed up the process she hit it with a blast to its chest that burned its rough skin and turned its howls into whimpers. Trying her best to support the Iron Man's weight, Wanda wobbled up in the air as the crocodile god swayed dangerously.
The Scarlet Witch and Iron Man dropped because she couldn't keep them up much longer. Their landing wasn't too hard- the same couldn't be said for the Devourer, who gave one last death trumpet and then crashed down just feet away. When the reptile touched the floor something strange happened and it wasn't only Tony in the dark now. The entire room was plunged in complete blackness and a deep silence settled over everything. She couldn't hear the distant chants from the long hallway, the dying wheezes of the crocodile or even the scrambling of the gods with their toppled scale. It felt as if she and Tony were completely alone and, when she lifted a hand glowing with energy she couldn't even see the shape of their fallen foe; there was nothing at all where the crocodile monster should have been.
Unsettling as that was, Wanda lowered her hand to examine Tony rather than the room. No sense in worrying just yet what might be in that blackness beyond the light of her fingertips. Now that they appeared to be out of immediate danger (though not, she realized, imminent danger) she could focus on not dying and make sure Tony was, also, not dying. The Scarlet Witch, it seemed, was quite a bit better off at the moment. "What can I do?" she asked him because she couldn't do any healing through that armor but she could, at the very least, shield them from any new enemy until he was ready to move on.