The slayer's acrobatic maneuver is Goldy's salvation. She's knocked out of her vertical trajectory, and the pair of girls barrel sideways into Mel's pre-selected bank of snow. Fortunately there's no piled rubble hidden under it, and it provides for a much better landing than the cratered concrete she was originally heading for.

Still... it's not a bed of feathers.

"Oof!"

Goldy grunts from under Mel and a whole lot of snow. When she speaks again moments later, she sounds dazed and a little pained.

"Thanks Mel— ooh... ow."

"Ow!"