The whirlwind at least has the effect of forcing the rattata to let go momentarily. In the lull, Peridot needs to take the moment to gloat a little, folding her arms and leering across the field at Dio:
"Nyehehehehh... Not as easy to contend with as you thought, is she?"
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"Nyehehehehh... Not as easy to contend with as you thought, is she?"