Dylan's grip on his neck and shoulders had gone slack as she collided with the wall.
Feeling her let go, John released his grip on her thighs.
The Corporal slumped against the wall, keeping her thighs hooked onto his waist to keep her upright.
Devreaux caught sight of the other instructors rushing at them. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, he set a hand around her waist long enough for her to take her thighs off of his waist and get on her own feet.
The other three instructors got between them, two of the men pulling Corporal Grimm away while another braced Corporal Devreaux.
"Everyone take 5!" Felix shouted. At first, no one moved. "That's an order! Everyone out!"
Felix stepped in front of Dylan, taking a flashlight out of one cargo pocket, he flashed it, checking her pupil response. Putting the flashlight up, he held onto her jaw, twisting it left and right, "Any pain?"
"No." She answered, gritting her teeth.
Another Gunnery Sergeant pressed his hand against Grimm's neck, the Corporal jerked away from him, but the sergeant still came away with blood on his fingers. "Jason."
GySgt turned to see the blood.
Medics assigned to the class were standing on the sidelines, originally waiting for the fight to end, now they were watching the instructors run through the same protocols they'd preform themselves.
"Medical, both of them." He let go of Dylan, nodding for the other instructor to do the same.
She groaned, pushing through the two of them over to the medics.
Felix watched her walk the short 2-3 feet, making sure she wasn't stumbling. "Check then both for wounds, clean up his scratches."
Grimm followed Devreaux over to the Medics, "I remember where medical is." He snapped at them.
The medics looked at the instructors, unsure what to do.
"Get straight to medical, Corporal. Stay there until we get there to decide disciplinary action."
John turned back to him, "Understood, Gunnery Sergeant."
The Medics remained behind as Grimm followed Devreaux out of the gym.
There was a group of Marines taking their break in the hallway. They parted ways as the two walked over to medical.
As they walked past, one of the Marines pat Grimm on the shoulder.
John shook off his hand and watched Dylan, making sure she wasn't weaving or swaying on her feet. Both actions would indicate head injury from her collision with the brick wall.