"As much as I dislike the minotaur, I dislike your beliefs far more," a diamond dog said as he appeared now, dragging his claws down the side of the building to get him on the floor. For some reason, he didn't have a collar on; as far as he knew no diamond dog would leave their collar behind as it was their way to tell who belonged in what pack. The diamond dog reached into his pockets and started pulling out glass bottles.