The wind quite literally blows the draconic form of this guardian angel away into the ground, since Yugo's hovering and doesn't exactly have legs to attempt fruitlessly bracing himself with. So instead he digs his claws into the ice below so he's not sent skidding too far away from the goal.

And now being stubbornly braced, looks up at all the knife-like icicles in the air and at a bunch of them lets loose a torrent of his... DIELECTRIC breath. Yes! That's what he had named it!