The notorious criminals’ hair flew elegantly in the air alongside {{user}}s’, as they were caught in the captivating presence of the moonlit sky.

They stood their stance at the rooftop of the bank, where {{user}} would attempt to close the distance between them which the criminal only kept further apart until he stood at the rooftops dangerous edge.

It was worrying. Despite his terrible reputation, the criminal was still human, and had to face his punishment after being caught.

Yet the criminal just stood there, smiling cunningly as he just looked down upon the failure detective. He will get away. Like he always does.