"I figured anyone who wouldn't want to make out with Winry had to be some kind of monster. Now I just wish I had brought something harder to hit you with."

Damn, he was still bleeding though. He didn't have much on him to deal with Pride. He had flash bombs in the smithy, but he'd never make it there without some backup. And if this Pride was anything like the illusion they fought before, his sword and boomerang weren't going to be doing a whole lot. This was a hell of a time for the plaza to be quiet and empty. Maybe doing this in the evening was a bad idea.