The cat was stabbed again and it tried to yowl, but only blood gushed out. With one last feeble swipe at Tamaki, its broken body jerked and it slowly fell to the floor. Muscles spasmed and still the blood rushed out of the open wound. It lay, skewered on the end of Tamaki's sword, but moved no more.

The other cat dodged when Robin threw the robe at it. Leaping to the side, it hissed at the former fox and turned just in time to see Light's flashlight coming down on its head. It tried to jump back, but it was too late. The flashlight cracked down on its already injured shoulder and the cat screeched, clawing at Light. The next blow landed on the cat's head and the creature crumpled like a house of cards, a sickening crunch resounding through the halls before silence descended.