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As soon as they reached the treeline Race would plant his feet in the sand and brace himself for the wind. Frederick would move quickly to step off of his insect, his lips almost curling into a frown at the uncomfortable feeling of wet silk clinging to his skin. At the same time Curry would grab on to his trainer, pulling himself up to wrap his legs around his neck and sit up straight, eyes struggling to see as the wind blew against them. ALEXANDER LOWELL would be sat roughly sat down down beside the insect, though would otherwise be ignored by Frederick. He wasn' going to waste his time with someone who couldn't even be bothered to contribute to the group's survival.

He would move to try and position himself closer to Azad, who seemed intent on shouting his thoughts through the whipping winds of the storm. It was difficult to understand exactly what he was saying, but it was clear enough that he thought that it would be best to proceed on foot. The ranger silently agreed with the sentiment, a hand reaching into his pocket to retrieve his pokeball. He looked back to race, holding the sphere out to him and returning him to his spherical home where he would be safe from the raging winds.

Luckily it seemed Palm agreed with this as well, as she began making preparations and returning her own large pokemon to their homes. It was unfortunate that they wouldn't be able to take advantage of these pokemon's strengths, but there was little they could do in this situation. They would make for big targets, and they couldn't risk being weighed down like that. Though there was a brief moment of confusion as noelani palm seemed to focus on Azad , even approaching and offering her hand. Things only started to make sense when he realized that her other hand was outstretched as well, waiting for anyone to grab it.

"Take her hand!" The sopping wet ranger reached into his pocket as he shouted through the storm, retrieving that last pokeball. He was hoping to save him till a bit later, but it seemed that the situation wouldn't allow for it. Frederick released Tiny from the ball, the burly nidoking easily standing firm in the face of the storm. Ground types like himself had little trouble weathering storms like this. "Everyone link up!" Frederick would snatch the nidoking's hand, causing him to furrow his brows and look at the trainer in confusion for a moment. His expression only softened when he saw Fred reaching for noelani palm 's outstretched hand.

"We need to anchor each other down! The nidoking will take the lead!" He shouted at the top of his lungs in hopes that his words would reach the whole group. The storm was too fierce for him to get much more out and be clearly understood. His voice softened slightly as he addressed the pokemon near him, his voice maintaining it's calm yet firm tone. "Use Earth Power and Mach Punch to stop debris." Each pokemon nodded in agreement, doing their best to remain alert given the situation. While Tiny's hearing was impaired by the wind, he would still do his best to detect any changes in the sounds that may mean something was headed in their direction.

tl;dr - Fred arrives, gets off Race (yanmega), Curry (monferno) comes with him and sits on his shoulders, Race roughly sets ALEXANDER LOWELL down beside him, Fred gets closer to Azad and noelani palm to hear what they're saying, struggles but understands that Azad wants to continue on foot, is initially confused by noelani palm holding her hand out to Azad but figures it out when her other hand is stretched out to no one, recalls Race and calls out Tiny (nidoking), grabs Tiny's hand and noelani palm 's free hand and tells everyone to link up, tells Tiny and Curry to use Earth Power and Mach Punch respectively on any debris heading in their direction