"That was a bad idea," Jet hissed, voice low and dangerous. Konrad also heard Pandora's response, and he could taste her enjoyment. Konrad was fed up of Jet thinking he could do whatever he wanted. So, still in dog form, he leapt up, knocked Jet over, ripping his fingers from Pandora's neck, and pinned him down with enough force to break the ribs of a human. He growled, sending saliva flying all over the ace of Jet's glamour.
"As was that, Jet, as was that." he slashed the glamours 'face' and bit the black underneath, tearing off chunks of the forever moving black semi-liquid.
"I've had enough of your rubbish, Jet. Get out of here, or I'll do it for you."