[He yelps in surprise when her pointed fingers find the softer parts of his shell, something disturbingly canine and absolutely pathetic about the sound. His wings snapping to attention as he thrashes out of reflex to try and escape the grip. The yelp turns to an enraged snarl, though whether it was Snowman's physical or verbal needling, its impossible to say.
But then he's gone in a flash of green light and a brief splatter of red from how fast he ripped his way away from Snowman. The sound of glass breaking and a few startled croaks before they're silenced. Too bad for Snowman he's kind of just focusing on the one tank -- he isn't even using the sword in his stomach, he's just violently ripping everything with his bare hand and teeth. He actually takes a second to pause, pull the ring off and continue with both hands.
Even if one of those is mechanical. Whatever. He can cause more damage this way.]