Richard sat back on the staircase. Ever since the gates were risen it was just wave after wave of demon. Almost as if the entirety of hell was trying to force their way up this small little gateway. Ah well, there just somethings you were duty bound to do, and lifting these gates up and protecting them was just one of those things. And so, Richard continued to sit there, creating hellfire mist spears that fired out and impaled demons. He then turned to see that there were others joining in on the demon killing. That newbie with the plants seemed to be doing alright, though she seemed to be arguing with herself every now and then, and then there was Alistair. He seemed to be perfectly fine, continuing to kill these demons with his own Archer powers. Richard decided it'd be good idea to see where his head was at. It wasn't that he didn't trust him, it was just that he was curious about the man. Standing up, he created a white mist spear that followed him around for a bit. He then fired it at a single demon that was around Alistair. After entering the body the mist seemed to disperse, only to fire out more spears from the body, impaling nearby demons. "So, you seem to be adjusting quite fine I see." Richard waved to Alistair. "I'm actually kind of curious. As Caius told me, you always seemed willing to join us. I'm pretty curious as to why you were with the forces of hell up until now. Also, based on what Sal has told us about you in your encounters, why the hell did they even keep you alive?"