Chap 75: last wave 2

two figures, moving in a circle while locking combat with each other. One with hate fuelled eyes boring at the other woman who looked like she was enjoying the first woman expression.

*clang*

*Clang*

Two stand brought their blades towards their opponent, Silver chariot clad in shining armor had her rapier cut through the air. Making several slashes to Hangman's stand, from its wrist poked out a short blade she used to deflect as she moved around.

"Your speed is nothing in comparison to my Silver chariot!" Jean shouted, her stand swinging even faster cuts.

Polnale stand on the offensive side, using her stand to thrust a straight, stabbing motion aimed at the opponent's vital areas.

Hangman's arm holding the blade was knocked away from her center, bringing it off balance. Creating just an open window for the Silver Chariot to use.

"Yeah, I agree." She let out a smirk acknowledging her own weakness.

The white-haired woman's eyes narrow in suspicion as to why the woman in front of her can still smile seeing themself in such a situation. But she doesn't hesitate, a single order to Silver chariot was enough for her to deal a finishing blow.

The tip of the rapier was inches away from her chest before Hangman and her stand disappeared, vanishing like they weren't there, to begin with.

"What the...?" Confused, she tried looking around.

Her eyes got nothing., but out of the corner of her eyes. A shimmer line flew right by, she wasn't able to react to it.

*shak*

A line cut across her back, with a tinge of pain hitting her.

"You bitch!" Turning with a slash, her stand missed it.

Her sense rises, and her eyes change direction to look at her in an effort to find out her next move.

"You're really fast, faster than my blade. But are you able to hit me through a reflection ?"

While that fight was going on, Avadol, with Her stand, Magician Red, was also dealing with an enemy stand.

Shooting fireballs at the sky, they explode in the air, causing them to roll in the sky. Dodging mid-air, multiple ice chunks with the size of a car fall down at Avadol.

Gathering fire in between both of her hands, Magician Red collects it all before launching a huge collum of flame straight upward.

*ha* *ha*

Catching her breath after that blast, Avadol has to take a moment. She really wants to go over and help her friend, but the sudden interference of another Stand user has split them.

Adjusting her robe again, she can feel the chill air of each ice block around her. The distance doesn't make the cold any less, in this hot weather where an ice block would melt away in a matter of seconds.

'This is a strong opponent.' She thinks about the stand users she knows from Miss Jostar: 'a stand that could use ice, or is it that it could only create ice.'

The ice block around her doesn't have any special properties as far she is concerned; if it can, then she would have much mordamageed by now.

'They also didn't hit me; our match-up seems to be an advantage on my side.' A shadow peaks out in the sky, getting Avadol's attention.

"Magician Red!"

Summoning a barrage of fireballs in hand, she sent them to the ice falling down. Both projectiles collided with each other in the air, making an explosion of vapor.

Through that veil of vapor, she saw it. A bird folded its wing and dived down at her at an extreme speed. Avadol recognized it as her enemy straight away and attacked.

Shooting more flame bullets, but the bird's, aerial movement was agile enough to dodge her attacks.

It was closing down on her with each shot; Avadol decided to calm her breathing down and aimed for the moment it wouldn't be able to dodge her blast.

*shik*

But she didn't manage to concentrate, as blur went by with a blade slash across her back.

Avadol couldn't turn in time; she glanced in a direction. Seeing her friend Jean Polnale screaming something, her eyes have a horrified expression on them.

'Was she coming for me.' She was attacked, yes. That would explain why her back got a sudden pang of pain.

The bird in front, another enemy at her back. She doubted that there was a chance she could survive this. Her body was too heavy to support itself, and she fell backward.

'Hm...ah so im meeting my end soon.' She felt a brush of cold wind against her face. That would belong to the ice stand user.

"You're not dying on my watch. No one i care about will die!" A female voice shouted, followed by loud sounds of something cracked and exploded.

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"Yare yare....you girls can't do anything without me can you." Jojo said, pinching the brim of her hat.

*Cak* *Cak*

A harsh, loud cry was let out inside Star's platinum-folded palm, capturing a bird in her grab. The finger closed right around the bird's head, keeping the beak closed as it made High-pitched, short sounds resonate from it. Talon and wings flapping in a rampant manner, trying to get free from the stand.

"How's Ava ?"

"Fine, just a stab wound. We could treat it at the hospital." She read the words morphed in the air, maintaining an air of composure with a steady and unchanging expression.

The stand, following her command, tightened her squeeze.

*Crunch*

The loud bird now hangs lifeless in her palm, Star platinum drops it and turns to

"Jojo, thank god you're-"

*Thwack*

Ponale head tilted sideway from the surprised impact made by the delinquent fist. She stumbled her step back, a hand then grabbed the collar of her top.

"Listen here, you dipshit; your business is what causes her to be in this condition. I don't mind you solving a blood feud, but if you ever endanger your comrade, then don't blame me when the next target of my fist is your face." She speaks in a clear and authoritative tone, carrying a sense that demands attention.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. It was my fault." Polnale, whose facial expression changed as she was knocked some sense by Jojo's words, said in an apologetic tone.

Knowing what she did almost caused the life of her friend, visibly shaken, she realized her mistake almost too late, she turned her head away.