Won't hurt dog. Dog is innocent. He informed Heather, although he had the feeling this information would not make her feel much better. He glanced at the dog, and sent a message to it.
Hide, puppy. You shouldn't see this.
He glanced back up at Heather. With his right hand raised, black particles began to form until they formed a weapon. The weapon in question was a giant razor blade, with a handle. After the weapon was formed he started walking towards Heather.