She's struck in the back by the repulsor blasts, negating any chance she has to even roll with the explosive force. She has a brief impression of the smell of charring flesh as his hand is disintegrated in the explosion, and then the world goes dark.
Her smoking and unconscious form goes rolling to a stop in front of Lady Mandarin.
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