Part 8. First battle.

Looking at how Abbacchio and Fugo behave when attacking an enemy stand, I begin to understand that the experience of fighting a stand by users does not exceed mine. Giorno had awakened his Stand recently and saw little of their abilities, and it was only Bucciarati and Mista stand, so he couldn't react to it normally. But looking at the older owners of the stand, I realized that they themselves most likely did not often fight with the stand by users, until the events of the fifth part. And I, in principle, also have no particular experience in dealing with stand by users, and the only thing that can let me down is that I know how most stands work and before Jotaro experience I have to grow for quite a long time.

This led to the fact that now Fugo disappeared and because of which he was in the mirror dimension.

POV Fugo.

I perfectly saw in the reflection a person of above average height and average build. He had light eyes and shoulder-length black hair tied in six braids. He wore a gray quilted vest with holes cut into the outfit to reveal much of the neck and abdomen, with long purple sleeves and matching trousers. Iron cuffs and a belt with a square metal buckle were visible on the hands.

His gait was too confident and narcissistic, especially when he left the column, but most of all I was surprised that no one saw him, thinking that they were mocking at home, I turned around and also did not see anyone, which shocked me, he was there and calmly left the mirror, and when I wanted to make sure that he was still there, looking in the mirror behind my back, there was the sound of breaking glass. Turning abruptly, I saw that the hand of this new Diego Brando was covered with this strange energy, which he calls hamon, broke the mirror. In our incomprehensible look, he said that most likely it was an enemy stand, a user who had the ability to be in the mirror. He reacted quite quickly, although he learned about the stands relatively recently. I think, if it were not for him, then I would most likely have been marked in the mirror and I would have had to call my stand so that I would not really like. We ought to thank him later when we get back.

After Abbacchio order to leave, my gaze caught on Giorno and Diego. Bucciarati said that Diego was his brother, which he was able to somehow confirm, who felt him thanks to some kind of connection, which they themselves do not know normally about. This made me not consciously compare them. They were both alike and not alike at the same time, it started with different eye colors when Giorno were blue and Diego's were yellow, the hair color was also different, despite the fact that they were both blondes, Diego's hair color was darker when Giorno they were several tones lighter, their character was also very different, when Giorno had a serious face all the time, Diego did not leave his face with calmness and self-confidence. Diego also had three moles in a row on his left ear, which was very striking.

But despite all these differences, they had a lot in common. And most of all it was visible in the aura that they released, this aura could not be seen, but it was felt well. Their eyes, although they were of different colors, but this did not prevent them from being the same not only in expression, but also in the same section, and the fact that they were sharpened at the ends was especially striking. So, if they were changed, then only the color would change, and the rest would not change. Their faces were also very similar in structure, even if you don't look at the fact that Diego's face looked younger. How old is he? Giorno seems to be fourteen, is Diego really younger than him? I ought to ask.

When I wanted to catch up with him and ask, something made me look down, where I saw the reflection of that user's stand, but this time there was another silhouette next to him. It was a humanoid body. He wore a brown hood covering the entire head and gloves of the same color, and large glasses were visible on his face. His clothes consisted of shoulder pads and a loincloth that reached the level of the waist, they were purple in color and there were a lot of rivets all over his clothes. His skin was gray which indicated that it was not a human being, but a stand!

Looking forward to warn the team, I saw that they all disintegrate into glass fragments and half of their body was gone, and then they were completely gone. My first desire was to call them, but I quickly calmed down, because if we assume that Diego's words were correct, then it was not they who disappeared, but I ended up in the mirror dimension.

Looking around, I saw that this place, although it looks the same as from the outside, but it was somewhat different from what it was from the outside. Before I could finish my thoughts, I heard a man's voice behind me.

- Here I am. - said a calm man's voice.

Having only had time to look back at the voice and out of the corner of my gaze, seeing the figure of the stand, I felt a rather heavy blow come into my face, which caused an incomprehensible sound to erupt from my mouth. And the following what I feel was my back hitting something hard, which made me emit a faint cry of pain. My body fell next to the object that was a trash can.

Raising myself on one hand, I saw this guy pulling out an object from his bosom. This object turned out to be some kind of book, which, he opened on a certain wanderer for himself and began to read.

- Full name: Pannacotta Fugo. Sixteen years old, born into a wealthy family in Naples. High level of intelligence. With an IQ of 152, you entered university at the age of thirteen. But unfortunately. - His voice dripped with feigned regret. - you had a tendency to aggression, often conflicted with others and sometimes did not get along with professors. In the end, you knocked the whole spirit out of one of them with a 4-kilogram encyclopedia. Then your life went downhill until you became Bucciarati subordinate. And now Leone Abbacchio has arrived with you and hmm... - he began flipping through the pages of his book, until he flipped through it completely. - I have nothing on this... Giorno, I think? Newbie? And also, nowhere nothing is said about another person, who is he?

- You bastard. - I pointed my finger at him. - I won't tell you anything.

My gaze caught on my right hand, which was my watch. But were they on the left hand? I noticed something strange on them, looking at them better I saw that all the numbers were mirrored, and the second hand was moving to the left. Diego's theory was confirmed.

- The ability of your stand is to move in the mirror dimension, and you put me here! - I summed up, showing that I understood the ability of his stand.

- Yes, I knew you would quickly understand. I tighten one by one, Fugo... - even though I understood the abilities of his stand, his voice was still calm and he felt like the king of the situation. - I didn't care who it would be, but you happened to be the first to look in the mirror.

But he stood for a few seconds enjoying the moment of superiority that I will erase when I summon him, and then he continued to speak.

- The question sounds like this: where is the Boss's daughter hiding? Well... This is the main question... - He hesitated a little before continuing. - But what have you forgotten in the abandoned city of Pompeii? I think this is also important information. And something else…! I suppose you are looking for something here. Get something to protect the girl, right?! The bastard's face became even more confident. - I mean, what else is needed in the ghost town?! There, around the corner, is that famous mosaic with a dog... But what is in it? HM?

The bastard knew immediately what we were doing here and where we were going.

- What do you want to find?! I'll get it! - in his voice notes of harshness began to slip. - Speak Fugo!

- I refuses! I shouted at him. Does this bastard think I'll just tell him everything?

- Then die! - his stand appeared in front of him and headed in my direction.

- That is unlikely! You will die here... - I knew that everything would end with this. - As soon as you see my stand!

End POV Fugo.

Abbacchio walked further from the mirror to look after, to look at the neighboring streets, hoping to find at least some answers there. When Giorno and I approached the mirror shards and began to study it. Looking at that, Giorno carefully takes the fragments of the mirror and slowly looks at them from all sides, trying to find at least some clue. Looking at the tense face of Giorno who was looking at the fragments, and at that time I did not understand what a strange annoying sound of gurgling was heard around.

- HEY, Diego, Giorno... Come here, slowly. - on Abbacchio face was visible a grimace of fear, intertwined with seriousness, and an incredible amount of sweat was pouring all over his face.

- What's the matter? - there was not understanding on Giorno face.

- DO NOT ASK QUESTIONS! JUST DO IT! - his voice broke into a scream in which a little fear was heard. - WE HAVE NO TIME! MOVE!

Finally, Giorno and I noticed that something was wrong. Slowly with him turning their heads behind their backs while slightly squinting their eyes. And we saw another figure.

- GUAAARURARURAU... - he made an incomprehensible sound while gurgling.

Having already turned around normally, we stepped back a little and were able to fully see the figure normally. It was clearly a stand, if only due to the fact that his skin was painted in a white and purple checkered color. He sat a few meters away from us and just stared at the floor.

- RUGKH AHAGAR GUGR... - He again made gurgling sounds with incomprehensible words.

Also, if you looked closely, you could see that his mouth, neck and feet were sewn up with white thread. On his face there were signs of insanity or, rather, rabies, foam mixed with saliva was continuously flowing from his mouth, the eye sclera was yellow, and the iris was gray and greatly expanded, and its edges were uneven and moving. Also, if you looked closely, you could see that he did not have a nose.

- LOAD ZAZU AZ… - and he is chatty.

He had protective plates on his knees, groin and elbows, and spikes were visible along his back. He wore a helmet on his head in Roman force with a transparent a sharp visor, similar to a beak. His feet were like boots that were sewn on. And at the waist was a purple loincloth. Mist was visible around his body.

- ZHUZHUR URURURU RU. - Yes…

- WHAT? W... Who is this? - said Giorno and instinctively called his stand. Who immediately got into an attacking pose.

His booth appeared next to Giorno, and I was able to see [Gold Experience] for the first time. It was a stand that resembled him in build and height. He was golden in color except for a few elements and ladybugs all over his body that were green. The top of the head looked like a typical soldier's helmet, with notched markings. From his green eyes, in which there were drawings of vertical lines without pupils, lines appeared like a mirrored letter J, lines of silver color to the lips. On his shoulders were shoulder pads to the chest of a darker color, and throughout his space there were cut holes, on his forearms there were elements similar to a bib on his legs to the feet and groin. White wings were visible on his shoulders, and belts were attached to his belt. In general design, it resembled a scarab beetle.

- DO NOT EVEN THINK JORNO! THIS IS NOT THE ENEMY. - shouted Abbacchio seeing that Giorno called his stand. - THIS IS THE FUGO STAND!

- A? - Giorno was surprised.

- He definitely has problems with his head. - this was already my comment looking at this crap in reality.

- Fugo is gone, but his stand appeared on its own! - continued to explain Abbacchio. - But you have to get away from him now! Don't go near him!

Confusion was written on Giorno face, but I put my hand on his shoulder and began to walk back to Abbacchio. Giorno already looked at me with a misunderstanding face.

- I think Abbacchio knows what he's talking about. - I explained to him at his not understanding look.

As far as I remember, this stand can give off a poison that can decompose organics in a matter of seconds, but it was shown only once, so it was not fully revealed. I don't even remember his name, but Abbacchio helped me with that.

- [Purple Haze]. If he's here, then Fugo is still alive. Damn... If Fugo is in the mirror dimension right now, how will he fight without his stand.

(At the same time in the mirror dimension)

- I will take the liberty of finishing you off first, since Bucciarati sent two more... - the unknown man fell silent. - I'll just make the last survivor speak.

The stranger's stand set off towards Fugue with slow steps.

- [Purple Haze]. It was Fugo cry as he tried to summon his stand with a fist swing.

But nothing happened. Confusion was visible on Fugo face, and the stranger's stand stopped and returned to its owner again.

- [Purple Haze]... - repeated the stranger. - So, you named your stand? Heh heh heh heh... - the man laughed easily. - Now you are inside the mirror... But you yourself understood that, right? Think, why did I bring you here alone? - his stand spread his arms to the side showing that he is not defending himself. - So, I'd be in danger if you brought something with you to fight back, right?

The man stopped talking as he watched Fugue's reaction, and his expression grew even more confident.

- The energy of the stand cannot get here if I do not allow, and I allowed YOU to get here ONLY. - he highlighted the last words. - The only thing in this world is inanimate objects. There are no more living beings here except you and me... When I am in the mirror, I am protected and out of reach, this is my ability.

- M... My stand ...- Fugo face showed that he was stunned. - He doesn't show up!!

When Fugo realized the whole situation, a series of blows from the enemy stand hit his body. Most of the blows went to his face, which made blood flow from his mouth and nose, and the blows that came to the abdomen caused Fugo groans of pain, which caused more blood to flow from his mouth. As the enemy Stand was still attacking Fugo, inflicting more and more wounds, the man spoke up.

- THIS IS MY…- He paused dramatically with a wide smile on his face. - [Man in the Mirror]!!!

(In the real world)

- Back. Abbacchio put his hands on Giorno and me shoulders. - Move a little further.

- He gets up. I said, looking at [Purple Haze].

From a sitting position, he knelt down, still looking at the floor.

- GURUR URURU. - I really wondered if he was an intelligent stand and was trying to say something or if he was just making strange sounds.

He got to his feet in a hunched posture, his breathing quickened, and his gaze was still not looking anywhere.

- He's trying to move! Fugo doesn't know where [Purple Haze] is. But trying to control it! - in the voice of Abbacchio was heard fear. - He uses the stand once every hundred years, Fugo must have been seriously pushed against the wall since he showed up. Fugo is trying to fight somewhere else! Get away Diego, Giorno!

I felt Abbacchio hand, which he had not yet removed from my shoulder, tightened even more. You could tell from Giorno face that his shoulder was also squeezed a lot. It was clear that he was wary of Fugo stand.

Suddenly [Purple Haze] is unintelligible screamed and started pounding the air which made us all twitch a little.

- What?! He attacks the air! - Giorno still didn't really understand the situation.

- Heck! You can't stay here! Come on, let's run. - Abbacchio is still trying to get us away.

- It doesn't make sense! It seems to me that finding Fugo and understanding how the mirror works is much more important!

- DON'T DARE TO DARE ME, RAT! - Abbacchio again shouted at Giorno, but this time I will not say that without a reason. - Personally, I don't give a fuck what's going to happen to you, but I'm giving you a hint, since you don't get it.- His fists are the embodiment of Fugo toughness! If you come closer, we'll be in trouble too!

It was evident that Abbacchio had a desire to punch Giorno in the face, while he calmly looked into Abbacchio eyes, which probably annoyed him more.

- UBASNAAAAA! - Stand Fugo screamed again, but this time instead of air, he began to hit the wall, which led to the fact that part of the wall collapsed.

- This thing hits! Let's run. - Abbacchio shouted and ran a few meters further. Giorno and I were still standing still, just watching what was happening.

(Mirror Dimension)

The wounded Fugo was squatting in front of the stranger, and blood was flowing from his mouth and wounds were visible on his face, from which blood flowed.

The wall that was next to the stranger began to collapse.

- It's clear. You called your stand on the other side of the mirror, didn't you? - said the man, looking at how the fragments of the stone were flying at him. - If you break stones from the outside, break them and then... BUT THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING!

A man shouted, after which his stand appeared in front of him, which began to smuggle falling stones into Fugo with blows of fists. The stones crashed into Fugo at incredible speed, breaking several bones and causing even more damage, because of this attack, Fugo was thrown to the ground falling on his back, streams of blood splashing in all directions.

- HA HA HA! - the stranger completely dominated this situation. - I do not know what kind of abilities your stand has, but you will not harm my stand! However, you can continue to moan in pain, so that I take pity and finish you off!

The man took a few more steps and stopped right in front of Fugo. Calling his Stand on alert, he began swinging to deliver the decisive blow to Fugo. But suddenly he was interrupted by an object that fell from the sky on his side, this object turned out to be the corpse of a crow; a pool of blood was pouring out of her mouth, a misunderstanding was visible on the man's face because of what he stopped.

A second later, another crow fell behind the first crow, but unlike the first, this crow was already half-shattered. Her beak came off her head in which there was a bloody hole, her throat was not in its proper place, but she was lying next to it with a scab. There were signs of decay all over the body, and in some places, there were no pieces of flesh. A moment later, the rest of his body fell behind the crow. They immediately began to decompose, and purple smoke emanated from the places of decomposition.

- What the…? - For the first time ever, fear was visible on the stranger's face. - What happens to this corpse?

But unlike the stranger's face, Fugo face was only confident in what was happening.

(In the real world)

Suddenly, the corpse of a crow fell near [Purple Haze], which made us pay attention to it.

- You saw this crow…- There was a confusion in Giorno voice. - She just fell from the sky?!

- Don't go near her... You can't stand close when [Purple Haze] hits something ...

The raven, which was in the sky, made a sound of pain and immediately fell silent. It could be seen that pieces of flesh fell off from him along with part of his head, and because of his open mouth, it was visible that his tongue began to decompose. She began to disintegrate right in the sky and fell to the ground.

- This is Fugo Stand ability, [Purple Haze]. - decided to explain to us Abbacchio. - A deadly virus. I don't know how the enemy moved Fugo... But he was lucky that he was able to split Fugo from the Stand.

Looking at how the crow began to decompose, I almost parted with my breakfasts, which were quite tasty. The eye of the raven fell out and immediately began to decompose, which made my whole-body twitch from the unpleasant sight, and in order to somehow distract myself, I looked at my other companions. There was pure shock on Giorno face, and looking more closely at Abbacchio, I first noticed his eyes, which had become almost empty.

- [Purple Haze]!!! Look at his left fist! One of the three balloon bulbs cracked.

Looking closely, one could really notice that one of the three golden spheres that were on the knuckles, cracked.

- Virus? was the only thing that Giorno could say after that.

- The capsules on his hands burst if he hits something. And when it happens... The virus goes free. In total, he has six capsules on his hands. The virus spreads through the air, and if it enters your lungs or passes through your skin, it infects you at a breakneck speed. - Abbacchio began to explain. - ANY VICTIM WILL BE INVOLVED AND DIE INSTANTLY WITHIN TRIDCITY SECONDS! And when the virus breaks out, it will infect everyone around, be it friend or foe, indiscriminately! It cannot be controlled! After it gets infected, it alters your metabolism and makes you decompose from the inside, just like that crow.

- What is its range? - Giorno immediately began to delve into the situation.

- Five meters. I don't know where Fugo is, but he must be controlling this thing from five meters away.

- What is the range of the virus itself. - I have already decided to give a voice.

- From here it does not threaten us. Leaving the capsule, the virus becomes vulnerable to light. Even at night, the light from the lamp will be enough to destroy it in about ten seconds. And the sunlight must have already disinfected the corpses of the crows. - Abbacchio made me happy. - What ferocity! Its blows are like explosions, and its movements are like a storm. This stand very accurately reflects the personality of the owner.

- UGUGUGUG GAFUU GAUUUUF. - the stand decided to once again give a voice.

- So, my hamon will quickly destroy it?

- No idea. - on Abbacchio face was also evident interest.

Looking at [Purple Haze] I saw that he was actually draining a pretty strong aura out of himself. All of his stats should be pretty high, but of course not counting the accuracy, and his ability made him clearly very dangerous. Interestingly, Fugo is immune to this virus. But I think I have at least two options to deal with this, and both of these options were not very well defined, the first of course was hamon and perhaps he could destroy the virus even before the virus activates and can cause at least some damage, and in the second way there was a transformation into [Scary Monsters] maybe if I turn into a stand then the virus will not work for me, since I will have nothing to rot, but I'm not sure if it works on the stands.

My thoughts were interrupted by [Purple Haze] who smeared his right leg with his saliva. When he saw this, he began to scrub his soiled leg with zeal.

- Does he wipe the saliva? - I don't really remember this moment.

- Perhaps. - Abbacchio did not refute and did not confirm my statement. - The stand always looks angry, but obviously he is quite nervous and hates getting dirty. I think this could be called one of his quirks.

- GUFU GUFUFU. He said, looking at the sparkling part of his leg, this time his voice drained of joy and love for the work done.

- NN? - but then he noticed that the saliva that he removed with his hand was transferred to the other hand.

- GUGE! This time there was shock in his voice.

- USU GUGU GUGU.

She began to wipe her dirty hand with her other hand, but it was not so easy that he immediately noticed when he saw that his other hand was also now saliva. He was clearly shocked and did not know what to do, looking at one hand then the other. And then deciding something, he began to lick his hand trying to remove the saliva, but because of this action only more saliva fell on his feet... For the first time, his face of madness changed to fear. This at least showed that he was not an empty dummy, but he had a little self-awareness.

- It looks like the stand has a bit of self-awareness…- Giorno confirmed my thoughts.

- He is the embodiment of the master's toughness... This only proves that Fugo cannot see [Purple Haze] and completely control him. Otherwise, he would not have behaved like that.

Suddenly, [Purple Haze] launched a series of attacks on the place where the mirror was, leaving a hole there and breaking part of the wall.

- Do you see this? He still attacks at random! - continued his theory Abbacchio.

- No. - I objected. - It seems to me that this attack was special to show that he is in the mirror.

- No matter. The enemy is not paying attention to us right now. - said Abbacchio, turning around and going in a certain direction. - Let's move on.

After following Abbacchio, I saw Abbacchio turn and look at me, and then his eyes move to Giorno and fill with rage.

- You didn't hear me, Giorno?! Let's go to!

- I would like to know, are we going for the key? We're going to leave Fugo in trouble. - said Giorno, as if hinting at something.

Their eyes met and Abbacchio eyes grew even more fierce as Giorno eyes were confident. Abbacchio walked towards Giorno and clearly wanted to do something, but ...

- Enough. - I said, standing between both of them. - Giorno, Abbacchio is partly right. - his questioning look, which turned to me looking for answers. - I do not know the abilities of your stands, but I strongly doubt that someone from your stands can move through the mirrors, and so that no stupid questions arise, I will immediately say that I cannot do that either. Now we just physically cannot help him in any way. And the only solution that Fugo can help is in two ways. The first is to somehow get into the mirror with a stand to support him, or the second option is to lure the enemy out of the mirror to attack him here.

Understanding was reflected in the eyes of both, after which I continued.

- Giorno, you stay here and wait for the enemy if he decides to get out of here or try to come up with something, and Abbacchio and I go for the key and try to lure him out or get to him, he obviously somehow does not allow the stands to enter the mirror dimension, so it will be most desirable for me to get there with the hamon. Do you understand everything?

I specified, to which the two of them just nodded, and Abbacchio and I ran for the key. When I ran, I tried to make as many sounds as possible, at which Abbacchio looked at me blankly.

(Mirrored world)

- This corpse…. It's like... It's a crow... Has an infection... From some kind of bacteria... or a virus? - said the stranger, looking at the corpses of the crows.

The place where the mirror was scattered, leaving no scratches on the stranger.

- And now you attack the mirror from the outside? - summed up the man. - What a pity it doesn't work, Fugo… This is the most common mirror you can find everywhere. It doesn't matter what your stand is doing outside and what abilities you try to use.

The stranger stepped forward, stepping on the corpse of the crow, and Fugo bloody face reflected pity that the virus in the crow had already been destroyed.

- NO VIRUS CAN PENETRATE THE WORLD [Man in the Mirror]. - said the man and his stand swung and began to make a blow towards Fugo. - GET!

Turning away from the stand with Fugo hands, he waited for the blow, which did not follow. A sound was heard throughout the mirror-like space.

SHARK SHARK SHARK

Both men turned their heads at the sound of footsteps and saw two pairs of footprints running away from them.

- This sound ...! - the stranger listened. - Someone kicks stones and scatters dust. Steps! Are they going somewhere? They run away from us on the other side of the mirror... Fugo... These are two of your friends. I hear the steps of two people... But he runs towards the MOSAIC WITH THE DOG ...

Fugo face was filled with numbness as the stranger realized where part of his team was heading.

- Did your friends leave you... - the man began to scoff at the situation. - And chose the task of your life?! Yes! I should have thought about it! Your order to obtain an object vital to the protection of the Boss's daughter has top priority.

A couple of steps turned the corner.

- Yes! He turned the corner! I was right! Fugo! You are already dead... and soon I will kill those three too! - the man ran. - But it will wait! Intercept the item and my priority too!

- Wha... What?! W-Wait! Why do you! - Fugo tried to stop the man, who was moving farther and farther away.

Trying to get up, Fugo fell to the ground with a dull sound, making a sound of pain. His wounds did not allow him to continue the pursuit so abruptly, his face met the floor, and blood began to flow from all the wounds that were all over his body.

(Real world)

Leaving Giorno behind, we finally ran to the right place and a fence appeared in front of us on which it was written "No Passage", and already behind it, in the same ruined room as everything around, there was a mosaic of a dog on a leash, under which was the inscription "CAVE CANEM" which from Latin meant "Beware of the dog."

The fence, which was not supposed to be a problem for us, we just walked around, catching our breath, Abbacchio and I began to look around on all sides looking for a key. Abbacchio was the first to notice him, pushing me on the shoulder, he pointed in the right direction and among one of the cracks one could really see some kind of shine, and if you looked closely, you could understand that this was the key we needed. It was a golden key, where a large round red stone could be seen in place of the head.

Remaining near the front door, I watched as Abbacchio began to slowly approach him.

- Here he is... Found it. - said Abbacchio and reached for the key.

Stopping in the middle of the way, Abbacchio looked somewhere to the side of him.

- Was it always there? - said Abbacchio.

As I watched Abbacchio slow down, I took a few steps forward and saw where he was looking. It was a shard of a mirror. How could I fucking forget about it! Meanwhile, Abbacchio eyes caught on something in the mirror, what I suspect is the owner of the stand.

- As you said? Key? - the rocky man, whose voice was heard only by Abbacchio.

- What?! - Abbacchio head turned to another entrance to this room, which was empty and immediately returned his head back to the mirror. - Bastard ...

- I understood! All I have to do is take the key, right?!

Shock flashed across Abbacchio face at the words I had not heard.

In the mirror, an image that only Abbacchio had seen, the man called his stand and began to reach for it.

- IT'S TOO LATE!

- S-SHIT! - said Abbacchio.

Suddenly, he leaned over to the mirror and hit it with all his force on the back, which made him fly to another part of the room and crash against the wall, flying in all directions.

- Diego! - Abbacchio shouted and turned to me. - You were right, he attacks from the looking glass, he was sucked inside, and the stand remained here and now I became his target. We need to get the key quickly!

After Abbacchio finished speaking, he immediately jumped towards the key, without waiting for my answer. It would be more accurate to say that someone else jumped who looked the same as himself, when Abbacchio remained lying in the same place from which he kicked the mirror.

But no sooner had the pseudo Abbacchio jumped to the key as the right hand, which was reaching for the mirror, disappeared up to the elbow.

- You broke my mirror to pieces to avoid my attack. - a voice emanated from a shard of a mirror. - Just like that guy before. But everything turned out, on the contrary, Abbacchio... Now there are so many passages to tighten you. Any reflection is a portal between our worlds! - he decided to explain the abilities of his stand. - All you have achieved is to scatter these portals all over the place! And now I used one of them to grab you!

The stand in the mirror began to pull pseudo Abbacchio hand much stronger, and his whole body began to disappear.

- THIS TIME I LET YOU IN THE MIRROR ONLY! The stranger shouted.