Last thing you remember, was being in a stand fight. Something bad and which was surprising happened, you had lost the fight.. now you wake up to fing yourself in a room...

Mista: She's waking up...!

Abbacchio: You're too close...back off...he said annoyed

Narancia: She's bleeding still!

Fugo: stop shouting Narancia

Bruno: Guys, give her some space, you're being too loud

Giorno: Bucciarati's right...