"That's right. If it's a Stand, then anything is possible, no matter how unbelievable!"
Joseph Joestar's gaze sharpened as he looked gravely at the town drawing closer ahead. "Once we enter town, everyone needs to be a hundred million times more careful!!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Screeech-
The secondhand minivan stopped in the center of town, and everyone filed out. There were hardly any people around, making the place feel particularly deserted.
Although the fog was thick, there was surprisingly little dampness or musty odor.
Even so, the atmosphere in town remained strange and unfathomable.
Mr. Popo planted his hands on his hips, watching the occasional distant passerby disappear into the fog, and complained in bewilderment, "Isn't this supposed to be the very center of town? Why the hell is it so deserted?"
Kakyoin offered an explanation. "It's probably because of the fog. Maybe the locals don't want to go outside?"
"Well, there's someone over there," Joseph said, spotting a tall local standing outside a restaurant across the street. Raising an eyebrow, he confidently stepped forward. "Watch and learn. This is how you greet people in Islamic regions!"
"No..." Just as the old geezer confidently approached to speak to the proprietor using authentic Islamic etiquette, Avdol frowned. "Something's wrong! There's something wrong with this place! Magician's Red!!"
A shrill, hawklike cry rang out in the empty air, and the flame-wreathed Magician's Red appeared behind Avdol, spreading his powerfully muscled arms!
"Life Detector!"
The muscular Stand with a bird's head and a human body brought his hands together, then opened them. A torch immediately appeared, branching in six directions: up, down, left, right, forward, and backward.
The flames in each direction burned quietly as Avdol explained, "Magician's Red's flames can detect life, sensing the movements, heartbeats, body temperatures, and other signs