[It makes a memory twinge briefly in the back of his mind, the sight of a towering mass of something advancing on him. There are a few things that save it, that keep it only a twinge; one is that he's upright, instead of on his back, and the other is that he has Star Platinum in front of him.
(A third is that time is moving. He is the only one here who can control time. Time Stop is his, and he'll prove it again and again until he believes it.)
It's reasonable to assume that this is Giorno's answer; he's built himself a wall to act as a shield (while he recovers? probably, he assumes; it'd be disorienting to anyone) and now that wall is advancing like an offensive, but they're vines. He's buying himself time to move.
That's fine. And frankly, Jotaro's a little relieved. Giorno has every reason to be unnerved by his use of The World, maybe even almost as much as Kakyoin, but he hasn't turned pale and screamed. He doubts he could've continued the fight, honestly, if he had.
But the fight has continued, and that means the next step is to show this wall why it's not going to be that easy.]
Star Platinum!
[His Stand surges forward with a mighty roar, fists winding back for a brutal, lightning-fast attack rush —]
...!!
[— that blows him back thirty feet and lands him on his back in the sand, blood beginning to pour from his nose as not-inconsequential explosions of pain begin to go off beneath the flesh of his torso and face.]
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(A third is that time is moving. He is the only one here who can control time. Time Stop is his, and he'll prove it again and again until he believes it.)
It's reasonable to assume that this is Giorno's answer; he's built himself a wall to act as a shield (while he recovers? probably, he assumes; it'd be disorienting to anyone) and now that wall is advancing like an offensive, but they're vines. He's buying himself time to move.
That's fine. And frankly, Jotaro's a little relieved. Giorno has every reason to be unnerved by his use of The World, maybe even almost as much as Kakyoin, but he hasn't turned pale and screamed. He doubts he could've continued the fight, honestly, if he had.
But the fight has continued, and that means the next step is to show this wall why it's not going to be that easy.]
Star Platinum!
[His Stand surges forward with a mighty roar, fists winding back for a brutal, lightning-fast attack rush —]
...!!
[— that blows him back thirty feet and lands him on his back in the sand, blood beginning to pour from his nose as not-inconsequential explosions of pain begin to go off beneath the flesh of his torso and face.]