Wes out of the corner of his eye sees his Koffing take the hit. He frowns, looking around. Unlike the others, he’s fine with working with their close quarters but he understood that they needed to get out. And thus, a plan formulated as he moves.

“Koffing. Sludge again. Aim at its face.” Because ducking would spread the damage to whoever was behind it and if the Electrivire did another lightning blast through it then it would more likely spread on its allies.

Wes looks at Mr. Electric. He ducks under the clothesline and grabs the man by the torso. Kicking in his super strength, he tries to fling the man out through the window.