Jack had to admit, the tickling sensation he got when Kitty phased him nearly made it hard to focus and hold control over his animal-self. He was, however, thankful for her quick thinking. He nodded at Kitty, then turned to the people in the tree.
He growled, his voice thick as tar, sharp as nails. "By order of the Alternate Reality Monitoring and Operational Response division of S.H.I.E.L.D., Identify yourselves!"