It took Al quite some time to find Edmund. He was one of the first into the ring, before Peter officially halted the match. Technically, a violation of the tournament rules, though the look in the normally mild lion’s eyes dared anyone to comment.

Only the presence of the guard to subdue her spared Kala from a second Elric’s attack. He followed his brother to the healer’s tent, staying at his side long after Lucy had left to converse with her siblings. Recovery would take some time, even with the aid of Lucy’s tinctures, and while the flesh began to knit closed, Edward’s mind was still dazed and clouded. Whatever Kala had done, it had a lasting affect. Only time would tell how Edward recovered.

Al left his brother’s side only when Winry unceremoniously booted him from the room. It was then he heard that Kala was still free, still allowed to compete. He sought Edmund out then, but not in the mood Edmund had no doubt anticipated. “Why is she free?”

It was rare to see such rage on Al’s face. People forgot too often that the younger Elric has never shied from battle, despite his sweet demeanor.