Jet tried to convince him that he'd have been fine, even if Konrad hadn't been summoned.
"Of course, Jet. Of course you were. That's why it looked like you were about to be his next snack." Konrad sneered. He'd been willing to forgive the demon. Until then. Jet had been about to get slaughtered, until he got there, and now he was acting like he'd been handling things.
Disgusted, Konrad stalked off. He needed blood, but knew he'd have to wait. He sighed and transformed into a dog. It helped him keep the Beast under control. He ran into the shadow of a 4x4 and curled up. He tried, unsuccessfully, to sleep.