A Man of Honor.

Chapter 80: A New Day.

"I don't feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies." Michael Corleone, The Godfather II.

"So... that's my story. That was all around three weeks ago." Jaune told her, tossing his napkin down onto an empty plate.

Saphron looked away from him, trying to contemplate it all. From the very beginning there were parts of this story she found difficult to accept. But this final part had been the most difficult to swallow.

"So that Cinder woman... this whole time she was after some kind of magical power hidden away in Beacon?" She asked, not hiding her skepticism.

"I'm just telling you what I was told and what I saw." Jaune told her. "Nothing more than that."

"You have to admit, it sounds far fetched. A single woman being able to battle one of those airships." Saphron told him. "It sounds crazy."

"I thought I might be crazy." Jaune said with a shrug of his shoulders. "But I know what I saw."

For a moment she wanted to deny all of it, call bullshit and laugh about how ridiculous it was. But when she stacked it against everything else Jaune had told her, it seemed a little too late to start doubting his story right now. Besides, there were stranger things in this world. She remembered those clips on the news showing that dragon grim rampaging across the city, the sight of the airship taking it down, declared a victory for Atlas and Vale. Everything else Jaune had mentioned about the battle fit with what she understood.

But that didn't change the fact that it all sounded crazy. Perhaps Jaune was simply mistaken about what he had seen. Perhaps what that woman had found was some kind of Atlas built weapon that had helped her, or something that helped boost her aura and semblance. But before she could suggest that Jaune was mistaken in what he had seen she decided that all sounded equally unlikely. Perhaps it was best that she didn't dwell on that idea, she had no idea what Jaune had seen, and there was no point in arguing. She didn't want to comment on Headmistress Goodwitch verifying that all to Jaune at the end of his story, she pushed that to the back of her mind.

"So... Roman is back to being Don?" She asked him.

"That's right, he's back at the head of the Family's table where he belongs." Jaune told her.

"Despite the fact that he was behind all of this!?" She asked him. "That he was a willing participant."

"A lot of us were willing participants." Cardin told her.

"You were tricked! You were lied to!" Saphron reminded them.

"That's a slim difference if you ask me." Cardin said with a shug. "Besides, Emerald was involved, Blake was a willing member of the Fang for years, Glinda knew what Ozpin was doing and didn't stop it. And the council... well you know all about that, many of those currently on the council have been in office since Mountain Glenn."

"It sounds to me like hardly anyone in your story actually gets what they deserve." Saphron commented bitterly, seeing Cardin's point. Roman wasn't the only person who apparently was walking away from this disaster getting more that was owed to them.

"People seldom get what they do deserve... hell I don't know what I really deserve anymore myself." Jaune told her, picking up his glass of coffee and taking a sip.

"You're a hero." Saphron told him, meaning it. However dirty her brother's hands had gotten to this point she couldn't deny that. The city had gone through hell, but had lived thanks to her brother. And now it even seemed he and his disreputable business was helping the city recover, even keeping a leash on crime itself with their deal with the Council.