"What happened to me..."
As F-kid activated his ultimate Stand Ability, Summon Main Body, Josen used Normal Healing, fully restoring Polnareff, whose brain had been damaged by DIO's flesh bud, leaving him listless. He opened his eyes.
Compared to the mental trauma, the minor injuries to his body mattered little to this French berserker.
After all, they were merely fatal wounds.
I, Polnareff, will stack the thickest armor and take the nastiest beatings!
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Joseph stood up, his expression turning serious, and spoke in a deep voice like a mature elder. "Well, you're clearheaded now, aren't you, Polnareff?"
He exuded the authority of someone who had long held a position of power. Combined with the old bastard's handsome older face, which still looked good when he got serious, it made him seem strangely convincing.
If only everyone present hadn't known what this shameless old man was usually like.
"I..."
At that moment, Mr. Popo seemed like someone who had suddenly awakened from a long nightmare. He pressed his temples, his head aching a little.
Everything he had just experienced surfaced in his mind, leaving him momentarily speechless, unsure where to begin.
"Yes, I'm awake now... I'm sorry for what I did to you."
Now clearheaded, Polnareff had transformed into a French gentleman on par with the Qiao Family. The Qiao Family's DIO-fighting party were all broad-minded people, and they accepted his apology.
Even Kakyoin, who had just fought Mr. Popo to the death, felt some sympathy for him now, having shared the painful experience of being forcibly controlled by DIO's flesh bud.
This was the proverbial friendship forged through a fight.
"All right, now that we've cleared up the misunderstanding, why don't we get back to our feast?"
Casually using Planet Namek Magic... no, his Stand Ability, to repair Kakyoin's