"Shani Avdol?" Hol Horse asked, confused and surprised.

"Yes, Mohammed Avdol's niece," Neil said calmly before continuing to talk on the phone.

"You know her, dad?" Grace asked, tilting her head slightly.

"I knew her uncle. We weren't friends, obviously, but the way he protected his friend, Polnareff, was honorable," Hol Horse responded. "I heard that Vanilla Ice was the one who killed him. It's a shame."

"Huh," Grace sighed. "Vanilla Ice was one of Dio's most loyal servants, right?"

"Yeah. Luckily he isn't around anymore," Hol laughed, "Otherwise I doubt I'd be taking care of you. He'd probably take you from me."

After a short moment, Neil ended the call.

"She'll be here tomorrow. She's currently closing up her shop," he said, putting his phone back into his pocket.

"Her shop? What business does she run?" Grace asked.

"She is following in her uncle's footsteps and is a fortune teller," Neil smiled, "She specializes in Tarot reading and astrology."

"I see," Grace nodded. "Though I personally don't believe in such things, I am quite interested."

"Oh, trust me, Shani can change your mind on that."

"I'll trust you, Neil," Grace laughed. She then paused for a moment before asking, "Do you have a place to stay? I know the sun is probably going to set soon and it isn't the safest after dark."

"I have a hotel a short drive away," Neil responded. "Thank you for thinking about my safety though."

"It's what friends do, Neil," she laughed. "Just come over with Shani when you both are available. You know I don't leave the house much."

"Alright. We'll see you tomorrow then." Neil walked over to the door calmly, gave an informal wave, and walked out to a waiting car.

The next day, Neil strolled into the entrance hall, motioning for a woman to wait outside for a moment. "Grace!" He yelled. "I'm here! And I've brought Shani with me!" His voice echoed in the seemingly empty hall. Footsteps echoed from the nearby room.

"Well, bring her in!" Grace laughed, leaning against a wall, arms crossed. "You're setting up a dramatic entrance, you know."

Neil stepped to the side, and a woman casually walked in. She stood a few inches shorter than Grace, with a chubby build. She tucked some of her black hair into her headscarf and gave the vampire a confident smile.

"I am Shani Avdol. I've heard a lot about you, Grace. Neil seemed excited to see you again," she offered Grace a hand, which Grace cautiously shook.

"Grace Brando. The pleasure is mine, Miss Avdol," Grace smiled.

"Show me your stand, Grace. I want to see what it's all about."

"Huh?" Grace was confused. She had just met this woman, and she was already demanding her to show her stand?

"I'll show mine first, then," Shani said calmly. With a motion of her hand resembling lighting a pocket lighter, her stand manifested. It had a humanoid appearance, though it was distinctly a dragon. Flame-like hair flowed down one side of its head along with two large horns. It- no, she, it was feminine- wore a loose white gown with a gold collar around the neck. "This, Grace, is Fire and Flames! Like my uncle's Magician's Red, she controls fire!"

Fire and Flames let out a confident roar, her wings flaring open for a moment as if to show off. Grace smiled. Attitude City manifest behind her, its blue hair and cloak flowing as if caught in a breeze. A soft wry escaped its lips, bearing its fangs. Fire and Flames seemed unphased, letting out a growl of her own in return.

"Attitude City," Grace responded.

"Shall we test our stands out?" Shani asked. "Just a brief spar."

"Why not?" Grace laughed. "Just a few minutes, that way there isn't too much damage to this place."

"Of course," Shani nodded. Grace motioned for Shani to follow her, and the two, along with Neil, walked into the second-floor art gallery, the same room that Vanilla Ice tore up in the fight with Polnareff many years ago.

"This is the closest thing to a sparring room that I have," Grace laughed. "Do be careful."

"I see," Shani laughed, cautiously walking over the carved floor.

"Well, let's begin," Grace smirked. Fire and Flames once again manifested in front of Shani, letting out a snarl. Attitude City appeared beside Grace with a soft wry. It then lunged forward, readying a punch. Fire and Flames blocked it easily, catching Attitude City's fist. It was then Shani noticed something.

Time was moving slower. Grace and Attitude City weren't affected, but Fire and Flames seemed much slower than before. Attitude City swung again with its other hand, the blow connecting with Fire and Flames's muzzle. Time began to move like normal yet again.

"What was that?" Shani asked, a bit confused and unsettled.

"That's Attitude City's ability. It slows down time for moments, but AC and I can move freely as if nothing happened," Grace responded. Attitude City pulled away, smirking. Fire and Flames saw her chance, and a blast of fire came from her maw, sending both Attitude City and Grace back to escape the inferno. The fire spread a bit before putting itself out.

"Fire and Flames's attacks can burn for as long as I'd like," Shani laughed, "And since I don't want to cause too much damage, so she only used a short burst. Attitude City is an interesting stand, Grace. I'd love to see what else it can do."

Neil chuckled. "Well, we saw Attitude City in action, as well as Fire and Flames. Now then, we should probably go out and pinpoint where exactly this Agent of Dio group is hanging out. I am pretty sure that we could figure out where to begin if we find the person who was dropping off those threats. I've talked to Hol Horse and he agreed to come with us."

"Well then," Grace smiled. "Let's go then. Just let me get some of my things."

"Fair enough," Neil nodded as he walked to the stairs leading back to the first floor.

Grace walked up to her room, grabbing a large messenger bag. "Suppose a few changes of clothes is obvious," she muttered to herself as she opened the dresser and grabbed some outfits. Attitude City manifested and began looking around the room for other things for Grace to pack. She heard an old case open and looked over to see Attitude City hunched over what she thought was a weird rock.

"AC, what is that?" Grace asked, walking over to the stand. It wasn't just a rock. It was a stone mask. "AC! That's my mom's stone mask! Put that back!" Attitude City handed the mask to Grace. She looked down at the object, noticing the small spot of dried blood on one of the sharper corners. "I see. You want me to take this with me to get more information on it. Fine." She stuffed the mask in the messenger bag, sandwiching it between outfits to keep it protected. "I suppose I should take my journal with me, too, just in case."

With the sun having set, the group sat down in one of the many rooms to discuss the plan of action.

"I believe there are a few of the Agents of Dio still lingering in Egypt. The Speedwagon Foundation tracked down Alessi, Daniel D'Arby, and a few others. They seem to be some of the higher-ranking members, so to speak," Neil said. "We don't know when they'll attack, but they will be after us now that we know they're back at it again."

"Ah, D'Arby, huh?" Hol Horse chuckled. "That's a name I thought I'd be able to forget."

"I've rented a car that should work for us," Neil continued. "It's parked right outside, so let's go."

The group walked out of the mansion, Grace taking a moment to look back. "I don't know how long we're going to be gone. I hope nothing happens to this place," She laughed.

"I have set up a couple of guards in case anyone thinks it's safe to break into," Neil reassured her. The group got into the car, similar to a Jeep in the fact it seemed great for offroading.

"Well," Shani laughed, "Let's start the adventure."