Five versus three...but those three could each fight like half a dozen of these guys.  Numbers were not a concern on the part of the three Exalted.  Each side charged forward, eager to lay hands on the opposition.<br/><br/>Joy was surrounded by a corona of sun-gold power, her Thunderclap Rush attack plowing through her target's negligent defenses and solidly<em>thwacking</em>him into the ground, his health draining to nothing.  Aika had taken to the air, her Mirror Bridge duplicating her a dozen times over; by the time the goon realized that the one he'd hit was an illusion, the<em>real</em>Aika's aerial attack landed square, and he too went down in a heap.  In contrast to her companion's Exalted arts, Miku employed a simple, mundane blitz attack, which while enough to carry her over and around her own foe, failed to do the amount of hurt necessary to take him out of the fight...but it did put him into the red.  Just one hit away.<br/><br/>The odds were even now - three on three, and one of those three was badly wounded.  "You thugs are to learn a certain<em>lesson</em>about opposing your betters!"  That was Miku, and her ire was aimed mainly at the one who had survived her attack.  "We'd offer to let you guys go, but I don't think you would actually leave..."  Aika sounded conciliatory, but the next exchange was already being launched.  Miku's body was surrounded with wisps of lightning, and she raced forward, electric field outlining her speedy shape as she put<em>down</em>the target of her ire, sending him spinning to the ground.  Aika grabbed one of the two still-fresh tong fighters, but her Celestial Gods grapple wasn't perfect, and while she managed to hold him long enough for the seal to complete, it did little more than that.  Then there was Joy; the Mugen held back for a moment, then hit him with a one-two punch that sent him into the red.<br/><br/>"Hah!  One each," Miku stated with a small amount of pride as she flipped one twintail.  "And now...!"<br/><br/>One last round; Aika and Miku teamed up on the guy that Joy had just comboed, while the American shifted focus to the man still woozy from Aika's grapple - he seemed like a prime target!  Joy held, waited, and when he drifted right into range, Joy put down the second-to-last tong with a simple fist to the side of his face.  Aika had wall-rushed a few feet up the side of the alley, and came down like a falling star, her Devil Fighter Bridge breaking the defensive stance that the last man standing had employed, knocking him right into Miku's wind-powered knife-hand strike.  The Air Dragon Jabbed with the solid air wedge around her hand and sent him into a dumpster with a loud<em>clang.</em><br/><br/>"Two each.  I put that as a mark of pride, since you Mugen seem to more powerful on the raw than Dragons such as myself."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Aika was drifting forwards into the big open area, looking around.  "Right...where do we go from here?"