Aristodemus just stared at the woman. She can fly!? How unfair is that! If she want a proper fight out of him, then she'd have to come down again.
I hate it when they fly. Can't they just fight fairly on the ground?
But then he noticed that she wasn't too high above the ground, roughly eight feet. Looking to his sides, he figured he could jump up to her. He leapt from one car to another, then up to her, and then took hold of her in order to pull her down to the ground.