Her attack is all fury with no finesse. She responds to his efforts to shield himself by simply trying to tear into the arm, clearly expecting her claws to meet flesh and unbothered by what particular part of him she tears open. Those claws tear through his sleeve and screech against the metal, a screech soon joined by her yell of pain when the light of the flashlight sweeps onto her.

"Motherfucker!" she yells in pain and frustration, recoiling and diving for the shadows.

Meanwhile, the Katie flitting about Yelena makes her move as well, suddenly hurling a brick in Yelena's direction in a sharp departure from her previous tactics--if it gets Yelena's guard down for even a moment she'll dart in, claws at the ready.