The four goons split two and two to fight the newly arrived pair of combatants - the two on the left targeting Aika and the two on the right targeting Joy.  Each of them moved at a rapid rate towards the two women, but one of them had their attack interrupted by Joy's swifter flying knee, and he was sent through the air to land on the ground a few feet away from where they had collided.  The bar indicating the thug's health drained all the way, and sure enough, they did not get up again a few moments later.  The aerial kick of Joy's other opponent was better-executed than that of his friend, but between Joy's momentum and that of his own, it carried him far past the point he'd been aiming for.<br/><br/>Aika, on the other hand, had chosen to stand her ground and let the enemies come to her.  Each of them rushed forward, throwing their bodies into the attack attempt.  "Bridge of the Waking Dream!"  The palm heel strike met the forehead of one of the two thugs, and he stumbled backwards and fell, though after a moment he regained control of himself and stood up.  Like with Joy, the bar drained...but not all the way.  A sliver of health remained on the bar - one more good hit would be enough to do him in.  "Agh!"  The goon cried, as things he couldn't see, shouldn't be able to see, flashed in his sightline.  "Crazy witch!  What did you do to me?"<br/><br/>(As for Aika's second attacker, her strike had carried her under his own attack, and he was now past her, as well.)<br/><br/>"We may be girls...but<em>don't</em>call us girlie."  Aika responded.<br/><br/>The remaining three (well, alright, two and a partial) were now reorienting themselves, preparing for another round.