Without knowing how you did it, a powerful twister was formed at your wing-beat. It spun recklessly towards the Rhydon, clashing with an unmistakable 'FWOOSH' at it's chest plates. The Rhydon staggered, lost it's balance, then tumbled to the ground.
The man was staring at you as if you had just jumped over the moon wearing boots made of iron. Your expression was no different. The Rhydon lifted it's big head off the ground, but only managed to roll it's fat body over before the man called it back.
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