She's dragged upwards with him when he lifts off the ground, stopping her from tumbling. As soon as he kicks at her, though, she goes right back to tumbling. Her claws detach from his arms, and she hits the floor with a loud thud and a hit to the head. The pain is intense, and her vision is swimming. She considers lying there until it calms down, but something deep inside, perhaps her bestial instincts, tells her to get up and fight again.

Blocking out the pain, she rolls onto her back and launches herself back up. A fallen floor lamp to the side catches her attention. She grabs it and readies it as if she were wielding a staff. After a moment, she runs at the bird man again, this time swinging a metal lamp-turned-weapon and yelling some sort of infernal battle cry. If you were to ask her now, she wouldn't be able to tell you why she was fighting.