[Dio still had no clue about her issues with his Stand, and so he didn't recall it, allowing it to do as it willed. The World probably wouldn't hurt her, so long as his own thoughts reigned it in. He didn't have any wish to harm her, after all, even if he was itching for a fight.
The Stand was the same, wound tight like a spring and using it's strength to block her blows rather than to deliver any of it's own as Dio sat behind The World, looking as smug as ever.]
You really want at me so bad...? [He licked at his lips, grinning at her as he shifted in his spot, his tail coiling around him as he got in a position to spring.]
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The Stand was the same, wound tight like a spring and using it's strength to block her blows rather than to deliver any of it's own as Dio sat behind The World, looking as smug as ever.]
You really want at me so bad...? [He licked at his lips, grinning at her as he shifted in his spot, his tail coiling around him as he got in a position to spring.]
You'll have to get through him.