She's struggling trying to relieve that tense grip on her neck, somewhat thankful that he wasn't going any further than this. It was very clear, but she didn't know what else to do but faintly attempt to loosen his grip. Eventually, she knew that she didn't really have a choice in the matter, but stayed pinned there, trying to breathe after being slammed into the wall.

She didn't seem any determined than she was earlier when he stared back at her. When he threw her right at Darres, Ishtar was again watching herself be tossed roughly toward her husband and the coughing fits ensued.