Sasha's twisting as Iawa approaches, getting ready for another strike, because she wants to grab Mishka's arm and that means he needs to let go of her. She's not sure what happens next, but she's abruptly certain that she can't maintain her balance, so she hugs Mishka and falls over.

Eight hells. Something's really wrong. She manages to say, "Grid, contingency blue local." She's not tracking well enough to direct foam.

The room's sprinkler system starts blasting water from the ceiling.