He was right, it was gonna hurt, and chasing after her had been a very stupid move. What he got was a lead pipe hard to the face and then, when he was down, she struck him a few times on the back before she threw the pipe down on his body and scrambled for the stairs again. Down the fire escape and into the alley near the unconscious officer where she and Castle began their fight. This was a game of cat and mouse and she intended, if she couldn't win, to at least end it with the upper hand.
She got her grenade launcher from where she'd hidden it behind a trashcan, reloaded it, and waited. The fight couldn't last, not with the cops coming and between her explosion and his radio call the police were coming, in droves by the sound of the sirens. If she could use the police as a distraction she could not only get away, but pin it all on Castle. Not bad for a plan gone awry. Madam Masque climbed back up the fire escape with the loaded launcher strapped to her back and a knife in her hands as several more police cars came to a screeching halt in the streets below. "Don't test me, honey," she called to the Punisher as her head cleared the edge of the rooftop on her ascension. "Not in the mood. Just stay down and you might survive." Might.