Richard did his best to move in front of Alex. The woman wasn't exactly the sort to be protected, but at the moment that the creature had moved in front of them he realized that there was a higher likelihood that the Helvation was more dangerous than Warren. What Richard's mind could think up for Warren, Alex's could think of a hundred worse things for that creature to do.

And it was Richard's turn, fists balling into tight balls, and Richard did know how to throw a punch, something he hadn't done in years, but it wasn't that hard when the creature in front of you was a halucination. When you could move it by concentrating on exactly how you wanted it to move. When you stayed completely calm. Something Richard was good at, and something that was far easier when you've been dealing with creatures like this and the shadowy figures your whole life.

"Get. Out. Of. The. Way." His words were very much like when he'd told Warren that he would ruin him, and he was more than ready to punch it again. To force himself to completely and wholeheartedly believe that he had some sort of idiotic psychic powers so that he could beat the hell out of this thing and get Alex out of there.