India, 1989. You're traversing India by yourself until...

Hol Horse: You! Yeah... take it real slow, bud.

You're interrupted on your walk, and you see Hol Horse!

Hol Horse: DIO-Sama's told me all about you... 'bout how you's tryna stop him?

❗ He summons The Emperor and points it at you

Hol Horse: I'm 'fraid that won't be happenin'!

He plays around with the cigarette in his mouth, awaiting your response

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