MATCH START -> DRID VS JOJO

"JOJO, you're lucky. But even with only half my remaining strength, you will still lose." Drid spoke, licking blood from the corner of his lips.

"You seem about as scary as my old dad now." Jordan shrugged, flexing his shoulders.

"I have questions that need answers. And I expect you to answer them." 

"HA HAHAHA~ That's hilarious. You expect to pressure ME for answers?" Drid laughed and wiped a tear from his eye.

"Do you know who you are talking with," Drid said, narrowing his eyes.

*SNAP*

Drid extended his arm harmlessly and snapped his fingers. Galaxy Green had one of the planets on its crown vibrate before a ball of plasmatic white matter appeared above Drid's hand. Jordan watched his actions warily ready to defend at a moment's notice. The plasmatic matter shifted and the white glow faded, leaving a dark red liquid behind.

"JOJO, Behold creation from nothing, at the snap of my fingers. " Drid explained, arrogantly.

"JOJO, you might be wondering. What is this red liquid?" Drid continued.

"Unstable glycolic matter." Drid smiled, evily.

"The moment this liquid touches the ground, an explosion 100 times greater than nitroglycerin will take place." Drid watched as Jordan's eyes narrowed.

"This entire planet would shatter by the time I snapped my fingers enough times. Do you understand now?" Drid said, opening his arms widely.

Drid released his full presence and lifeforce flowed out of him, making it look like his aura extended across the entire sky.

But Jordan met Drid's eyes without flinching. He no longer felt so weak. Drid's aura blew past him, like a breeze on a windy day. He relaxed his shoulders and rubbed his neck habitually.

"Ah, I understand, now," Jordan responded, nodding his head.

"You are so full of yourself, you wouldn't answer any questions I asked" Jordan finished his answer, pointing at Drid.

"Hmm~" Drid hummed while thinning his lips.

"Watch, JOJO. BEHOLD, THE FLICK OF MY FINGER! HAHA," Drid laughed and flicked the unstable glycolic matter out from above his fingers like a booger at Jordan.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOM* 

A large explosion rocked the entire area in a 25-mile radius, encapsulating both Drid and Jordan in the explosion. Debris flew outward and the ground rippled with the impact of the explosion. The ripples looked like the ripples caused by a stone throne in still water. The smoke was dark red and filled with a metallic smell. The smoke cleared after a minute, rising into the air.

All that was left in the area was charred black soil and cracked earth. The Jostar mansion was erased from the surface of the earth. However, Drid and Jordan both remained standing, without having moved from the spot they were at.

*COUGH* *COUGH*

"This smell reminds me of blood donation centers," Jordan commented, waving the smoke away from his nose.

"As expected of one who has my abilities," Drid nodded to himself.

"How about this?" Drid said.

Drid made a waving motion with his hand and another planet hummed on Galaxy Green's crown. Five cards appeared in Drid's hand with images of what looked like an Aztec-style golem on the covers. 

*SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH*

He flung the cards into the air and they transformed into light, causing 5 golems to appear in their place. The golems were intimidating, standing at a height of 2.5 meters and carrying bronze-colored spears. 

*MENACING* *MENACING* *MENACING* *MENACING* *MENACING*

Without any further commands from Drid, the golems lunged towards Jordan. Jordan had to twist and dodge as if his life was dodging the spear points by a hair's breadth. A strange scene appeared as Jordan backpedaled backward while dodging the well-coordinated attacks of the golems. But at the same time, Jordan was backpedaling at an uphill slant, airwalking in the air.

He stopped as he was now looking at the five golems at a 90-degree angle from the air. He glanced towards Drid and saw that he snapped his fingers another two times, condensing two orbs of white matter again above each outstretched hand.

*SNAP*

*SNAP*

"High Hopes," Jordan commanded his stand mentally to defend himself from the five golems.

*ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP*

*ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP ZIP*

High Hopes speedily dashed around at high speeds, blocking the spears of the golems with its now much more durable fingers. It looked like a blur of blue lightning zapping around Jordan's front like a shield. 

The golems could not penetrate the defenses of the speedy stand.

"Negation!" Jordan shouted while pushing his hand forward.

A black wave pulsed out from his hands, negating Galaxy Green completely. It disappeared as if it never existed, but Jordan knew it was only temporary. With Galaxy Green gone, the condensing balls of pure creation he had made, dispersed. But the golems remained behind.

"JOJO, the Acts are not a part of my stand's ability. Galaxy Green does not control them so even if you temporarily negate my stand, they will remain. They are considered living beings!" Drid taunted.

*TSK*

Jordan clicked his tongue in annoyance. 

"High Hopes, launch me," Jordan ordered his stand calmly.

High Hopes wrestled a spear from one of the Acts golems. He handed the handle to Jordan while twisting and spinning itself in the air. Despite High Hopes attention being on launching Jordan, it still defended itself from the spears.

"Here We Go!" Jordan shouted as the centrifugal force launched itself towards Drid. He recalled High Hopes into himself immediately as he flew 15 meters in the air into Drid directly.

*PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* 

*PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* 

"RA RA RA RA RA RA," Jordan screamed as High Hopes punched Drid at the speed of lightning.

"RAAAAAAAAAAA," Jordan shouted, as High Hopes landed one final powered punch on Drid directly sending him ragdoll-ing across the charred ground.

Drid's face was caved in and blood and brain matter seemed to leak from his face. The punches that landed from High Hopes left bullet hole-like marks on its long fingers. It looked like Drid was dead, and now it was time for him to deal with the 'Acts'.

Jordan looked behind him with his back turned to the sentient golems.