Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20181117224220/@comment-32932951-20181209135019

After that yeet Diavolo set his sights on Sinclair yet again.Using the power of his stand's legs to propel himself like a cannon he launched himself at Sinclair. He would have to grab him and gtfo, the army was on its way. Although he really wanted to gtfo because he didn't want anyone seeing him nor attracting attention to himself which he failed. He also didn't know the army was coming at all, Epitaph did its job damn well but only for 10 seconds ahead of time.

He crashed into Sinclair. King Crimson fumbeled to get a grip on his neck and hold it there, not enough to kill of course. Hopefully enough to let him speak. "You see? What did I tell you? Results are the ONLY thing that matter in this world! Like this one!"

Now a new predicament has revealed itself. Where was Diavolo gonna take this guy? He had no way of contacting Passione. After doing all of what he just did it looked like no one would help him out. He was thankful that no one could really identify him, execpt his voice if he missed a camera in the building earlier but that should be it.