Staring disdainfully at the bodies by his feet, Mihawk hardly has the time to wipe the blood from his sword before hearing the familiar sound of sirens from behind him. "They never give up, do they?" He mutters to himself, letting out a soft tsk of annoyance while waiting for the inevitable race of footsteps to accompany it.

"Officer," Mihawk dryly greets once you arrive, flicking the bloodied cloth in his hand without so much as a look your way. "We really must stop meeting like this... Or do you truly believe this will end any differently than your precinct's previous attempts?"