Help him.

The shadowy stranger is putting up a tremendous fight, but his leg is badly injured and the hoods are big and strong. He's almost as surprised as they are when he sees you laying in with your trademark kick to the groin.

The battle is fast and furious. You manage to take down the smaller of the two thugs, but the other is built like a wall and is proving just as hard to demolish. He manages to slice his dagger into your ally's arm, but not deep enough to incapacitate him. Things are looking good, but then suddenly your foe lets loose a wild swing of his swastika-tattooed fist which catches you a lucky blow to the side of your head.

With a discordant moan, you slide onto your knees and into unconsciousness...

Regain consciousness a few minutes later.