[It's exceedingly difficult to brace himself against that, much less when he isn't expecting it, but fortunately Feraligatr is nearby and can scoop both him and poor Kingdra into his big strong arms and hold fast better than either of them, although he does scoot backwards a little, even standing against the wind. This is a strangely nice moment, really; sure, he could very well die from the insane stunt they're pulling here, but he wasn't exaggerating when he said he felt invincible with his Pokémon around.
But that's a sentiment he can appreciate later. For now, he raises a hand and calmly calls out for-]
Twister.
[Instead of ink or water, it's wind that's emerging out of Kingdra's snout, spiraling quickly into an acceptably sized vortex and heading for god's torso instead of the head this time.]
If you're going to crush me, then do it! I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not gonna let you keep messing with my friend!
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But that's a sentiment he can appreciate later. For now, he raises a hand and calmly calls out for-]
Twister.
[Instead of ink or water, it's wind that's emerging out of Kingdra's snout, spiraling quickly into an acceptably sized vortex and heading for god's torso instead of the head this time.]
If you're going to crush me, then do it! I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not gonna let you keep messing with my friend!