Bane
Bane levitated up in the air a few feet and resumed tap dancing,
"At falling? If so, this may be not good at falling!" Every time he
fell over, he did a kind of cartwheel in place, and resumed dancing
even while rotating,
Bane
Bane fell down halfway through, and landed in the spilts position,
"Oww..." he groaned, tears pouring out of his eyes, then he moved
to a more comfortable position, which was sitting down cross
legged.