Yugo's only ever had one offensive power in his magic arsenal, it's boring but reliable and practical. Here and there he's been blasting his plasma breath at a Wilderkin whether or not it does much damage, slows them down a bit, or both.

But then the water is coming and that's not good. Not good at all.

"Clear Wing!" Yugo shouts as he calls upon his dragon again to become large and help. And the dragon effortlessly scoops their partner up and swivels their head for anyone else that needs help.

Priority goes toward the largest folks though, so while Yugo scrambles up to sit on the dragon's back, Clear Wing reaches over to scoop up Yusei- holding the man around his tauric middle like a football.