Close and distant blaster fire was a constant as the group moved through the temple. Even if the path they took did not intersect with the clones themselves currently, it was easy to hear blaster fire and explosions through the walls, frighteningly close, in some cases. It was unnerving, but they pressed on regardless, as their chances of survival diminished the longer they were in the Temple. 

Eventually, they made it to the hanger, but as Shir feared, the clones were there in force. A Padawan was cut down in front of them, and prompting the Human Jedi leading the way to hold off the blaster fire while the Padawans and Temple guards escaped through the passage he opened. Shir could sense no one following them, and since the passage had been closed down, the Padawans should not face opposition within, so Shir's thoughts turned to preventing the unnecessary sacrifice of her Human ally. As she rushed past the Padawans to join the Human, she grabbed the blaster rifle out of Tactus' hand. "Sorry, I need this." 

Shir dashed into place alongside the Human with a lightsaber in one hand, and the rifle in the other. She placed almost all of her focus into joining him in deflecting the incoming shots with her blade, but at the same time, she held the blaster under her arm, firing from the hip at its highest rate of fire. Her goal was not accuracy, but rather suppression. As long as the shots were landing close enough to the clones, they would be forced to take cover, thereby reducing the volume of incoming fire, and hopefully giving them all enough time to escape.