Graeme let the Hands raise slowly. They were poised around the man on the ground and creature in the sea. Through very weak perception, he could feel the heat emanating from the creature through the Hands. It was powerful, and angry. Still standing back, the Hands started swaying slowly as they readied an attack. 

"Get up" Graeme called out to the figures. While he tried to sound intimidating, the mask made his voice difficult to distinguish above the waves. "Now."