You land feet first on the ground you were just standing on, but from a height like that you didn't land peacefully. Your left leg was broken, anyone with eyes could tell, but you still tried to get up and walk away, causing you to fall down on your back.
From that lying down position, you could clearly see maylene practicing her fighting stances. As she moved around the room trying out different positions, she started doing one that required her to take wide steps in a square shape, where you happened to be laying!
As maylene raised her sweaty foot above you, you though to yourself "at least it's quick".
The pink-haired boxer then took her stance and felt a light crunch beneath her foot. She lifted it up and took a look at it, seeing a small red splat of something within the wrinkles of her sole. "Damn bug types!" She said aloud, "if only I had better funding for the gym I could get rid of these caterpies" Maylene then wiped her foot on the floor, grabbed her towel and never gave a second thought about the life she ended beneath her sweaty bare feet
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