Chelsea's landing is the furthest from gracefull as the attack brings her back from the ceiling. Blinded and now sick from the high-level status effect, she rolls her ankle on the landing.

Sure, a quick reach for a potion would fix that but someone, one of the girls, is shouting to not use it, so she lays there, groaning, staring blankly upward as if someone painted her helmet's visor black. She eventually turns over to her knees and picks herself up, but she still clutches her potion with an urge to just ignore the warning and relieve the pain in her leg.

"Ghhh... what kind of crap is that..."