"Polnareff…you have no idea how badly I want to murder you!" Enyaba seethed under her breath as she watched the Frenchman looking around. Her fists clenched even more tightly than before. "I'll avenge my son by ripping your insides!"

"Hey, ma'am!" Polnareff called her out.

His voice made the old woman snap out of her thoughts and turned her attention to Hol Horse. "Damn it! Right now I have to hide this bastard's body!" She panicked and needed to desperately do something quick.

"She's not behind the counter, either." Polnareff said, searching for the elderly woman.

Enyaba grunted under her breath, "Shit! Things will only get worse if the other damn three show up! I need to kill them one by one, dammit!" Sweat was now dripping on her face. "Just stay away!"

The Frenchman approached the door that was next to the main desk and knocked. "Excuse me, ma'am, are you in here?" He asked. "I thought I heard something loud crashing down here. Is everything okay?"

He stood by the door for a moment, waiting for her response but didn't receive a word back. Concerned for the woman, he decided to enter the room.

"Ma'am, I'm coming in!" Polnareff warned and stepped into the room.

As soon as he stepped in, a loud noise made him snap towards Enyaba who was lying on the floor with some furniture tipped over. She winced and whimpered in pain but sat up and brushed it off with a nervous laugh.

"What happened, ma'am?!" Polnareff rushed over to her to help and kneeled down to her eye-level.

"Oh, don't mind me, young man. It's nothing." Enyaba assured him, waving her bandaged hand. "I just simply fell and banged my hip a bit." She gave him a smile.

"You fell?" Polnareff asked. He became more concerned for the old woman. "That's really dangerous ma'am. You just recently burned your hand too, you sure are careless."

Enyaba let out a nervous chuckle as she was now sweating more than before. "I appreciate your concern, young man, but I'll be fine!"

"Get the hell out you shithead!" Enyaba thought. "Who the hell allowed you in here god dammit?!"

She looked over Polnareff's shoulder, Hol Horse's body was still out in the open and at any moment Polnareff could turn around and see him there. She secretly used her fog Stand to move Hol Horse under the sofa behind him.

"I'll have to spare you my wrath for now…" Enyaba carefully eyed both Hol Horse and Polnareff. "But soon I'll kill you just like I did to Hol Horse. All it takes is one tiny wound and you'll become my puppet for Justice to control!"

"Hm?" Polnareff turned his head to the side.

Enyaba feared that Polnareff had caught sight of Hol Horse under the sofa, her eyes widened and her mouth dropped in shock. Thankfully he didn't notice the cowboy and instead grabbed her wooden cane for her.

"Here you go," Polnareff handed the wooden cane to Enyaba but he noticed she was nervous and sweating. "What's wrong, ma'am? You're dripping sweat like crazy."

Waving her hand side to side, she gave Polnareff a genuine smile. "N-No it's nothing! Pay no mind to it." She grabbed her cane back. "Please, just rest in your room, young man. Everything is fine." She reassured him.

"Hmm, are you sure?" Polnareff queried as he stood up, returning to his full height. "I'm sure running a hotel on your own can't be easy. Don't you have a family? Maybe a son, perhaps?"

Enyaba froze in place, she began to tremble with so much anger building up inside her and growled under her breath.

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

"N-Nothing!" Enyaba turned her head away from Polnareff. "I was just going to say I've grown fond of living alone…" She was trying to suppress her anger that was stirring inside.

"I see…" Polnareff said. "But don't you get a bit lonely here? Like, say your son had a wife..."

"What?!"

"Your grandchildren would be happily running around the lobby right now making a ruckus." Polnareff continued. "They might get a bit too noisy but aren't families great?!" He shot a cheerful smile at Enyaba.

Enyaba's eyes twitched with anger with her veins popping out of her face and neck. Her hand tightened even more on the wooden staff. The more he kept rambling the more it kept provoking her.

"By the way, if you had any children, you'd think they'd be older than me?" He noticed Enyaba was trembling a bit. "What's wrong? Did they move to a big city or something?"

"N-No!" Enyaba managed to choke out. "My son passed away…" She muttered.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Polnareff apologized. "How rude of me!"

"You're the cretin that killed him, you bastard!" Enyaba nearly screamed. "I 'm going to fucking murder you! MURDER YOU!"

Polnareff grabbed a chair and placed it in front of Enyaba. "Here, have a seat, ma'am." He told her.

Sitting down on the chair, Polnareff stood behind her. "Do you want a shoulder rub?" He offered but Enyaba doesn't utter as she sits there silently fuming.

The Frenchman starts massaging her shoulders and continues, "You know, I'm all alone too. I lost my mother when I was very young so all of this makes me remember her. Ah, the memories! Just for tonight...you can pretend I'm your son and I'll do whatever you ask."

"YOU STUPID FUCKING BRAT!" Enyaba clutched the same pair of scissors she used earlier to stab Hol Horse. She reached her limit and she could no longer hold her rage. "PERHAPS I SHOULD JUST KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!"

While distracted massaging her shoulders, Hol Horse woke up and groaned from the pain as he crawled out from under the sofa. The groaning and gasping for air made Polnareff avert his attention to him. Enyaba also turned her head and was shocked to find the cowboy still alive.

"He's still alive?! He must've made his Stand disappear as soon as he pulled the trigger!" Enyaba realized.

"Hol Horse?!" Polnareff shouted, recognizing the man who killed Avdol back in India.

With his back turned on Enyaba, he couldn't see her now hovering over him with a pair of scissors but Hol Horse could from his point of view.

"B-Behind ya'...P-Polnareff!" Hol Horse managed to choke out his warning to the Frenchman.

"Wha-!" Polnareff gasped and grabbed both Enyaba's wrists, stopping her attack. He was in shock from her sudden change of behavior.

"The hell?!"

"Silence!" Enyaba snapped. "I know you're the one who murdered J. Geil! I'm his mother!"

She pulled her hand away from his grip and charged at him with vicious attacks with the scissors. Polnareff, in shock, backed away and dodged her attacks.

"Chariot!" His Stand manifested in front of him and countered the scissors. But her aggressive attacks were still making him walk backwards.

"You're a Stand user?!"

"Anyone involved in my son's murder shall be killed!" Enyaba yelled, ignoring the Frenchman's question.

"M-Mr. Joestar!" Polnareff cried out.

"It's too late!" She grinned deviously. "I've already ensured you can't contact the other three because…"

Polnareff felt a cold breeze behind him, he was backed up to a different door that was wide open and the fog entered the room. He slowly turned around to see a large group of people with glowing red eyes with a stoic expression.

"I've summoned THEM!"

All doors to the room they were in slammed shut, trapping everyone inside.

"What the hell?!" Polnareff's eyes travelled to a familiar face and gasped. He pointed at the man, "Y-You're that Indian traveler we found dead when we first got here!"

"Just how the hell are they all moving?!" He screamed then more familiar faces popped up from the crowd of people.

The woman with the boils on her face holding a baby with her other child next to her, the dog that was impaled earlier on a wooden spike, the restaurant owner Joseph tried to speak, they all had the same wounds as the Indian traveler.

"This is the power of my Stand, Justice!" Enyaba stated. "A person can't have more than one Stand but Justice bypasses this by controlling corpses! It can control hundreds, even thousands!" She cackled.

"Aren't you taking this grudge a bit too far?!" Polnareff asked Enyaba. "To think that such a twister Stand user was after us…"

"All I need is one tiny wound…" Enyaba stepped forward, standing in front of the group of corpses. "Just a small one. Then my Stand Justice will kill you! Get him!" She ordered the corpses.

The corpses had their long tongues out like tentacles and charged at the Frenchman. He ducked and ran off to another door to escape.

"W-Wait, Polnareff! Ya' can't just leave me here!" Hol Horse begged, lying on the floor reaching out with his hand.

"Fuck off you bastard!" Polnareff snapped at him. "I haven't forgotten what you've done to Avdol! I have no reason to help you! You can just die for all I care!"

"You won't escape from me, Polnareff!" Enyaba screamed as she chased after him with the group of corpses following her. "I'll tear your brain apart! I'll snap your spine in half! I'll crush your damn balls! I will avenge my son, J. Geil!"

Taking a quick peek behind him, Enyaba was already right behind him. He picked up the pace and ran much faster than her. He wondered how an old woman could run so damn fast.

"Take this you son of a bitch!" Enyaba threw the scissors to stab Polnareff but the Frenchman had already reached the door and closed it behind him. The scissors struck the door instead and Enyaba punched the door, enraged that she missed.

"Shit! That bastard ran to the back room!" She tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge at all.

"Go after him! Break down the door if you have to!" She ordered the corpses and at the same time, she wacked Hol Horse in the face with her wooden staff, knocking him out again.

Meanwhile with the rest of the Crusaders, they had watched Polnareff descend down the stairs to the main lobby before they went back to Joseph's room to try to fix the television once again. They kept trying until they heard another loud noise coming from downstairs. The red-haired teen stopped what she was doing from smacking the TV and all three glanced at one another.

"We all heard that, correct?" Noriko asked.

Both Jotaro and Joseph nodded as a response.

Looking up at the wall clock, Noriko noticed it's been a while since they last saw Polnareff.

"Do you think that could've been Polnareff? He hasn't come back from downstairs…" She pointed out, now filled with worry.

"I'll go check up on him." Jotaro said, pulling himself off the wall.

"By yourself?"

"Yeah, just stay with the Old Man in case anything happens." Jotaro insisted. He was now walking towards the door until he felt a tug on his arm. He turned to look at the teen, seeing her worried eyes.

"Just be careful, alright? If we don't hear from you for a while, Mr. Joestar and I will come down too." Noriko said.

As much as he wanted to stare into those beautiful eyes of her, he had to make sure if Polnareff was okay and investigate the old woman.

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me." Jotaro assured her and walked away, closing the door. Hiding the faint blush that appeared on his cheeks.

Turning around, Noriko sees a grinning Joseph on the bed.

She raised a brow, "What is it, Mr. Joestar?" She queried.

"Oh nothing." Joseph replies nonchalantly. "I just simply noticed that my grandson has taken a liking to you."

Noriko immediately blushed. "E-Excuse me?!" She stammered.

"And you have taken a liking to him too." Joseph added.

"T-That's absurd, Mr. Joestar! Jojo has no interest in dating! Besides, he finds girls annoying." Noriko protested, crossing her arms on her chest. "And I'm just concerned for him that's all! There's nothing more to it!"

Although she will admit she does find Jotaro quite attractive, but his attitude towards women could use some work. There's no way he could be thinking about dating while they're on a journey trying to save his mother!

"Come on, it's obvious that he does! I'm his grandfather!" Joseph said. "He speaks much softer to you."

Noriko sighed, "I'm sorry Mr. Joestar but I don't believe that's the case." She said, "I think he's just warming up to me because we're traveling together…"

"Alright, alright…" Joseph waved his hand. "I guess it's nothing too serious then, not yet at least." He teased with a wink.

"Mr. Joestar!" Noriko blushed harder.

"Haha, just kidding Noriko!" Joseph laughed.

Back to Polnareff, Enyaba and her corpses cornered the Frenchman in a small bathroom at the end of the hallway. They found his hiding spot when they looked through the keyhole and for a split second he let his guard down, which made him receive a wound on his tongue by one of the corpses that found him. Now Polnareff has a hole on his tongue and Justice can control him however Enyaba pleases.

"Well done! He's finally under my Justice's control!" Enyaba congratulated herself, jumping cheerfully up and down.

"You fucking little brat!"

Using Justice, the string-like fog began pulling Polnareff towards the door, making his body slam against it. The fog kept on pulling his tongue, trying to make him get out of the small room.

"I'm going to crush your fucking face if you don't open that door this instant, you bastard!" Enyaba warned.

Justice pulled hard and Polnareff was shot out of the room. He screamed as he was being thrown out and hit the ground with his tongue still out.

"Now laugh!" Enyaba commanded the corpses behind her.

They followed her orders and laughed while Polnareff was now lifted up in the air and smacked his face against the ceiling.

Enyaba cackled, "Oh, how pitiful, Polnareff! Very pitiful indeed!" She flicked her wrist and the Frenchman fell back on the floor.

"Because of your act of cowardice, my sweet, innocent son, J. Geil, died feeling even more pitiful and upset than you at this very moment!" She seethed while behind her a struggling Hol Horse entered the hallway by crawling with his arms and elbows.

An idea popped in her mind and she gave Polnareff a mischievous, wicked grin. "Now then...Why don't we have you make this bathroom spotless, Polnareff?"

Justice pulled Polnareff back to the small bathroom where he was hiding before. His eyes widened in horror and grabbed onto the door frames with all his strength as he inched closer and closer to the dirty toilet while on the verge of tears.

"Lick the toilet until it shines." Enyaba taunted, licking her own lips. "Lick it all up!"

With his tongue a few centimeters away from touching the toilet, Polnareff grabbed his own throat, desperately trying to pull his head back.

"P-Please! Anything but that!" Polnareff begged. "Anything but that!" Tears were now trailing on cheeks while his tongue was now much closer to the toilet. He then closed his eyes.

"SAVE ME!"

A long bang came from outside, it sounded as if someone had kicked the door open in the lounge. Enyaba quickly rushed out of the hallway and closed the door behind her. She turned to see who it was and met up with none other than Kujo, Jotaro, who just entered the room.

The delinquent looked around the room with his hands in his pockets. He turned his head to the side, seeing the old woman enter the lounge from a different door.

"M-My goodness! What is it?" Enyaba asked as she approached him. "It's a bit rude to barge in without knocking, young man. What is it that you need?"

"I'm looking for Polnareff. And I did knock." Jotaro replied as he carefully looked at Enyaba. "Perhaps you didn't hear me since you were so preoccupied doing something else...old lady."

Enyaba gulped as she began to sweat. Jotaro was already suspecting something was up with her strange demeanor.

"O-Oh, I apologize! My hearing isn't the same as it used to be, hehe…" She said.

"Is that so?" Jotaro only kept staring down at her with his cold eyes. "Well I'll ask again, have you seen Polnareff?"

"Nnnngh...What should I do?" Enyaba asked herself. "Unlike Polnareff, Jotaro is quite clever and knows the right questions to ask. He'll think I'm suspicious If I play dumb. Tch, what a pain…" She scratched her back and wiped her nose, feeling her arm was a bit heavier than the other because of the pair of scissors she hid in her sleeve.

"I'll just tell him the truth and as soon as he turns his back to me, I'll stab him with the scissors! After that I'll use Justice to kill him!"

Putting on a cheerful smile, she lifted up her hand, "Why yes, of course I've seen him." She took a few steps forward to Jotaro. "I know exactly where your friend Polnareff is, Mr. Jotaro."

In the small bathroom at the end of the hallway, Polnareff was pinned down by a couple of the corpses with his tongue still sticking out.

"D-Damn it! Jotaro doesn't know that the smallest scratch could kill him!" Polnareff thought when he heard their conversation. "Go away Jotaro! Go tell Mr. Joestar and Noriko!"

"That old hag is the Stand user!"

Enyaba turned to the side and pointed at the door that led to the back room. "He went there a few moments ago. Right now he's using the bathroom, Mr. Jotaro." She put her hands behind her back, keeping the smile on her face.

Jotaro glanced at the and sighed, "The bathroom, huh? Behind that door?" He began walking towards the door.

"That's correct." Enyaba answered as Jotaro walked past her. "Just go through that door and it's the last door at the end of the hall." Her face became wicked and pulled out the pair of scissors.

His hand touched the doorknob and Enyaba lunged at the teen, ready to stab him.

"You fool! You really are just a stupid brat!" A devious grin appeared on her face. "Killing that bastard Polnareff will make my son in heaven happy! And If I kill Jotaro, Lord Dio in Egypt will be happy!"

"Oh, by the way." Jotaro suddenly spoke. "I forgot I had to ask you something…" He extended his leg to the side, making Enyaba trip and fall right right into the scissors.

"Hm?" Jotaro looked back at the old woman. "Oh my, what's the matter, old lady? Looks like you fell. Did you trip?"

"T-That was way too close!" Enyaba panted in relief. She was able to avoid the sharp blades before they could even gouge her eyes out.

"Oh that could've been really bad." Jotaro said, observing her. "You know you shouldn't run while holding scissors. But what a relief nothing happened. Such a relief…"

Enyaba was more apprehensive than before. She was shaking and sweating all over.

"Sorry to ask while you're down, but I have another question." Jotaro continued. "Why did you just call me Jotaro? I don't recall ever telling you my name and nobody has said it in front of you."

Enyaba gasped in shock.

"Come on, tell me." Jotaro asked, waiting for an answer. "Maybe it's because I liked Columbo as a kid, but when something bothers me, I become restless."

"W-Why do you suspect me, young man?" Enyaba stammered and even let out a fake cough. "At the hotel register! Remember you wrote your name on the hotel register earlier, did you not?" She faked cough a few more times.

"Oh my, it's quite dry in here…" She added, attempting to look innocent. "You wrote, Kujo, Jotaro!"

"Oh? You mean this thing?" Jotaro reaches into his coat and pulls out a small book, opening it for Enyaba to read it.

"Why yes! Exactly that one-huh?!" Enyaba stopped and widened her eyes in shock.

"Kujo, Qtaro!?" She reads out loud, realizing her mistake, she even noticed Noriko wrote Tenmei Kakyoin instead of Noriko Kakyoin.

"How odd…'Jotaro' isn't written anywhere." Jotaro stated. "I suspected you the moment you said 'Joestar' when we first met." He tossed the hotel register book aside, landing behind Enyaba. "I told the others not to use my name and yet somehow you already knew…"

Enyaba was speechless and in shock.

"So quit playing dumb. I already know you're one of the Stand users that's after us, old hag."

Enyaba gave the delinquent a menacing glare, growling under her breath.

"Well, what's the matter?" Jotaro challenged her. "Aren't you going to show me your Stand?!"

"I'VE ALREADY SHOWN IT TO YOU!" Enyaba yelled.

The corpses of the townspeople burst the door open behind Jotaro and charged directly at him.

"ORA! ORA! ORA!"

Star Platinum cried out as he punched one corpse after another. Suddenly all of them pounced on Jotaro and his Stand threw multiple barrages of punches. Some were thrown outside the building, breaking the large window of the lounge.

The brunette then averted his eyes back at Enyaba. She was twitching and trembling in anger from her puppets being defeated so easily. But that quickly changed when she noticed her luck was now going to change. Her face became wicked, she pointed and laughed at Jotaro.

The delinquent felt a sharp pain from his leg. Looking down, he saw a baby corpse holding on his leg and had pierced it with its long pointy tongue.

"My Stand, Justice, will triumph!" Enyaba shouted as the baby flew into her arms.

"I just needed one scratch! Just a small simple scratch! You've fallen into my trap, Jotaro!"

A groan escaped from Polnareff's lips as he and Hol Horse crawled into the room.

"Polnareff!" Jotaro called him out. He then turned his attention to the man next to the Frenchman.

"Jotaro, it's me, Hol Horse!" Hol Horse greeted Jotaro. "Look, Enyaba has a fog Stand. Your wound will turn out like mine right here." He raised up his arm, revealing the whole in his wrist. "Then she'll control you like a damn puppet! She can even control corpses!"

"Shut your fucking mouth, Hol Horse!" Enyaba snapped at the cowboy and used her Stand to make Hol Horse punch himself in the face.

Summoning his Stand, Star Platinum threw a punch at the fog but it didn't do anything. He then threw multiple punches at the skeletal phantom Stand and the fog just simply moved away.

Enyaba cackled, "Can you punch a fog with your fists? Can you cut a fog with your sword? Can you shoot the fog with your gun?" She taunted the three.

"It's useless! Absolutely fucking useless!" She continued. "You pests can't do anything!"

"S-She's got the strongest Stand out of all of us!" Hol Horse stated. "Our puny Stands are useless against it! Nothing can beat it!"

"Oh yes, yes! Keep it coming!" Enyaba placed her left hand behind her ear. "Keep on pouring those compliments!" She then turned to the brunette.

"Now, Jotaro, I'll control you as well!" She declared.

"R-Run, Jotaro!" Polnareff warned Jotaro with a raspy voice. "She'll put a hole in your leg!"

Jotaro placed a finger under the brim of his hat, "Good grief…" He said in a calm tone. "There's no need for me to run. Because before this fucking hag takes another breath, my Stand will defeat her."

"Excuse me?!" Enyaba asked. "Before I do what one more time? You little shit-head! Before I take another breath? I'll do that right away-" She stopped as words were no longer able to come out of her mouth.

Struggling to speak and breathe, Enyaba placed a hand on her throat, desperately trying to get some air. "W-What…?!" She barely managed to choke out.

Both Hol Horse and Polnareff jaws dropped in shock from what they were witnessing.

"Star Platinum is inhaling Justice's face!" Polnareff pointed out in surprise and was amazed.

"P-Please s-stop…!" Enyaba begged, dropping down on her knees with her face still being purple.

"And he's still holding it in!" The Frenchman added. "Soon she won't be able to breathe!"

Enyaba's eyes rolled to the back of her head and white foam came out of her mouth. The woman then collapsed on the floor, passing out.

Star Platinum disappeared behind Jotaro as he walked towards the unconscious woman. He got down on one knee, waving his hand in front of her.

"Hmph. Looks like her head is full of that fog she loves so damn much…" Jotaro remarked.

The Crusaders reunited in the lobby, Joseph and Noriko listened to Polnareff's explanation while Jotaro was a few steps away with his back facing them.

A faint blush displayed on the Frenchman's cheeks as he falsely coughed to hide his embarrassment from the question he was just asked. "Why the hell do you even care what I've been licking? Quit asking stupid questions!"

He let out a couple more fake coughs, "...Toilet…" And continued to cough again.

Joseph placed a hand behind his ear, "Eh?! What was that? You were licking what now?" He asked, "I didn't quite catch that."

"Who cares?! I want to disinfect my tongue already! Just give me the damn medicine!" Polnareff demanded.

"Hmm? I thought I heard him say 'toilet' or something like that." Noriko said.

Joseph placed a hand over his mouth, trying to hold in his laughter. He leaned over to Noriko to whisper to her. "Actually, I already know. But I can't resist messing with him!"

"You're terrible, Mr. Joestar." Noriko chuckled.

"Hey!" Polnareff pointed at Joseph. "Did Jotaro already tell you?!" He turned around clenching his fists.

"You fucking old geezer! He's messing with me! Forget about the damn medicine!"

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry, Polnareff." Joseph apologized with a smile on his face, raising his hands. "I'll fix you right up. It'll get infected if I don't treat your wound."

Polnareff looked over his shoulder at Joseph and Noriko.

Joseph pretended to clear his throat, "...Toilet…" He does it again. "...Toilet licker…"

Not able to contain his laughter any longer, Joseph burst out laughing and got on his knees on the floor, smacking it with his fists. The faint blush reappeared on Polnareff's face, getting angry at the old man.

"Augh! For fuck's sake! Let's just get out of here! Come on, let's go! Jotaro! Noriko!" Polnareff said, trying to ignore the elder Joestar's laughter.

"Everyone, come take a look outside…" Jotaro called out, looking over at everyone from his shoulder.

All three Crusaders stepped outside of the hotel and were shocked by what they saw.

"What on earth?" Joseph said. "We step outside and now this place is a…"

"It's a graveyard." Noriko concluded. "She was using her Stand's fog to make this graveyard look like a town and a hotel. Honestly this trip has been a never ending series of surprises. I'm not even shocked that the entire town was a Stand."

"Maybe not for you but that means we were talking to corpses that were buried here." Polnareff slightly shivered.

A skeletal corpse in front of them had its skull blown away by the wind, then it turned into ashes and flew away.

Joseph averted his eyes at an unconscious Enyaba. Her arms and legs were tied up with a rope.

"She managed to make an illusion of this graveyard by turning it into a small town and used the corpses as the townspeople with her Stand. This old woman possesses an incredibly powerful Stand…" Joseph remarked.

"And she's a quick runner!" Polnareff chimed in with a wink.

"So what do we do with her?" Noriko asked. "She may be unconscious but if we leave her here she'll chase after us again until she gets her revenge."

"I've already talked about this with Jotaro and we decided to take her with us." Joseph replied.

"T-Take her with us?! The old lady?!" Polnareff asked, not pleased with the idea.

"I have a lot of questions to ask this, hag." Jotaro explained. "We need to know how many more Stand users there are, what their powers are, and where in Egypt Dio is hiding. And more importantly what is Dio's Stand."

"If we can get this old woman to answer our questions, we'll have a major advantage." Joseph added.

"I highly doubt she'll tell us anything, though…" Noriko said.

"Don't worry," Joseph assured. "We just need to use my Hermit Purple to project what she's thinking onto a television. But since there's no TV here, we'll just do it in the next town."

The sound of their Jeep's engine starting caught the Crusaders' attention and saw it be driven away from them. They spotted the familiar cowboy driving their jeep.

"Hol Horse! That bastard!"

"He's stealing our car!"

Both Noriko and Polnareff chased after the vehicle in an attempt to get it back.

"Ya' know, I'll just stick with Dio's side! See ya'!" Hol Horse said before looking back on the road. "So long as ya' ain't killed first!" He waved at them.

Polnareff and Noriko stopped running, seeing that it was already useless to chase after the cowboy.

"But let me warn ya'! Hol Horse added as his voice became more distant. "You're better off killing that old woman as soon as ya' can! If ya' don't and try to talk to her, she'll show you how truly terrifying Dio is! Later!" And with that he disappeared from their view.

The Crusaders glanced at one another, confused.

"What the hell is he talking about?" Polnareff asked.

Nobody answered his question.

To be continued….