"It was never about how I felt. That is where we differ." Slowly, Taiki shifts out of his fighting stance. The flames burn along his arm. "I only ever needed to catch one criminal. Until I catch him, no one else matters. I may use methods similar to yours, but I don't fight for the same reason." Taiki observes his arm, the flames now no longer rising. He does not even react to them, merely watching the skin blacken in the fire. Taiki raises his left arm, hand almost in a fist. "That is why I am a Captain, and you are a fugitive."

His arm comes down, and the blackened skin on his arm is completely shredded. With another slash further strips are removed. Taiki continues this until his arm is removed of all the blackened skin, red and bleeding at the removal of multiple layers. Ripping a piece of his shihakusho away, he quickly forms a makeshift wrapping. "That is why I have won."