Amaranths real body twitched at the pain his mind was going through. He reeled from it and moved as far away as he could. 'If he can attack as a Psychic... Then I just need to negate that... This is risky, but it could work...' he thought to himself as his body stopped twitching.
He ran over to it, but instead of hoping back inside of it, he kicked it in the face, yelling "C'mon! Get up you lazy Shit!", and the body reacted quickly, it rolled up and assumed a fighting position, a small scratch across his face. His body had reacted on its own.
His eyes were closed and he was slightly loose on his legs, but he could still be ready to fight. It swayed before making a run towards the noise of the watch swinging in the air. Amaranth's mind ran with it, following him, ready to defend him if Gaz intervened, if not, His body's path towards the old man would be destructive. It still had all of the energy built up into it, and Amaranth could control it with his mind, so even one touch would have the force of a truck hitting him.