Death: Welcome to the World of Dreams... Huh? Whose World Is This?
"That's enough."
Jotaro Kujo was the first to climb out of the pit. He then headed toward the crack in the air some distance away. "Old man, did the heat fry your brain? You've been completely useless..."
As he slowly approached, the cracked air reflected another Jotaro Kujo.
"...Huh?!"
Only then did Joseph realize that there was actually a mirror in the open space over there. The earlier stone had shattered its surface, which was why something resembling a crack had appeared in the air.
"It's hard to imagine you're my grandfather by blood."
Jotaro Kujo glanced at him, his expression rather subtle.
"I..."
"Now that we've dealt with the enemy Stand User, the sky has finally turned back to night."
Kakyoin Noriaki climbed out of the pit as well. Though the desert still retained some heat, the temperature was indeed slowly dropping. "It's finally cooled down. My head feels a lot better too."
"Uh...?"
Joseph was still somewhat dazed. Seeing that everyone else had left the pit, he finally got to his feet and walked with them toward the mirror in the distance. "It really is a mirror. That guy actually came up with this method to deal with us..."
As he said this, he curiously walked around to the back of the mirror for a look.
The moment he got there, Joseph realized it was a modified construction vehicle.
If he had to describe it, it was somewhat like a forklift, except the forks at the front had been replaced by a massive standing mirror. At the rear was an extremely cramped one-person cockpit, covered all around with heavy cloth to block out the wind and sand.
Though the cockpit was cramped, it had everything one