Jojo Force Warning

Another voice, however, did. No, it didn't 'reach' his ears—it was as though he did not need ears to 'hear' it. It was a voice, calm and sonorous, deep within his head. A voice he recognized at once as the Master's. Was he speaking? No, his body remained slumped, his lips unmoving, his eyes closed. Nonetheless he somehow communicated with JoJo on a deeper plane, past the minor senses, in a way that JoJo could not help but 'feel'.

"JoJo... this is not the time... you cannot defeat him now, you must know that. Even the Force is trying to tell you... You must become stronger before you can face him."

No matter what he tried, he could not turn out that voice. He put his hands to his ears, but it changed nothing. The voice kept speaking to him.

"JoJo. Courage and valor become foolhardiness in a flash. You know what you must do."

He knew. He knew. He hated it, but he knew.

He seized the Master and hefted him onto his shoulders. He and F.F. fled the chamber, scrambling down the stairs and toward the ship outside. The last thing he heard, echoing behind him, was Dio's voice:

"My, my. JoJo scampering away in fright. What a succulent sight; I do believe I'll 'savor' it."

- Voeltz Round 3