Two down. With only Strange still standing, he gets to be the target of Rita's ire. Naturally, his blathering is not helping.

"Don't you dare give him any more ideas!" Rita snaps at him. With a swing of her arm, she follows up by hurling a quickly-conjured fireball at him.

She doesn't know what Strange thinks he knows about her thoughts, but she's certain she doesn't want to hear it. She definitely doesn't want 9S hearing it, either.

She hasn't yet realized that he probably can't hear what's going on outside of the moat.