Noir chortled with glee swooping in and stealing the sword, dragging it to the window and dropping it, only realizing a second too late it would narrowly miss Renamon and might hurt someone down below.

"Whoops..." He peered down watching the sword spin.

It missed Renamon by inches and Jinx chuckled holding up her D-terminal and playing back Renamon's confession.

"I am not low level! I am the future leader of Don Chuumon's gang! I did not kill the little rat to be bested by a human!"

With a few strokes of her long graceful fingers a message was drafted to the police department.

"Now I'm not in the habit of ratting out other criminals. Especially good looking ones. But you really hurt my feelings trying to kill me."

The knife flipped in her hand again and she took a moment to steady her breathing. She was running out of steam fast. Still recording she continued.

"Now I know some of the cops are dirty, but what are your chances of getting spring if I send this message to every single cop and goody good hero in the city? Or maybe even some of the not-so-goods who had a good relationship with the don? Or maybe those who might want to step into that power vacuum you've created?"