Ling and Lan Fan FMA
It was inevitable that these two would be at it again once Wrath found out what had happened. Good things die young, unless you were Greed, and in that case you were a smooth talker and able to find yourself another cell in which to work from. Once the reunion of the two homunculus was in play, they skipped out on verbal communications and jumped right into combat. Mid battle with Wrath, Greedlin was utilizing both his and Ling's strengths.
"I thought I killed you once Greed!"
"I'm a much different Greed. This guy," gestures to his body, "was just as greedy as me, so Father let us join together."
"Well I'll just have to kill you again then!"
As Wrath lurched forward to strike Greedlin, the blow was taken by someone else. Lan fan had thrown herself in front of the young master to protect him.
"Lan Fan!" Ling cried out. He made sure he caught her as her weak body fell back
"Are you hurt, Young Master."
"I'm fine. Why did you use yourself!" His voice was shaky, scared for her life.
"My wound isn't fatal, why didn't you tell me you were fighting?"
"I wanted to protect you! You already lost an arm for me...I'm a Prince. That means I should be protecting the ones I love, not watching them get hurt for me!"
"I serve to protect you Young Master, nothing is in vain."
"This is certainly touching, but you've wasted too much of my time. We'll meet again Greed." Wrath collected his things, his composure and escaped the building while he still had a chance to get away before Greed came out with a vengeance.
"Lan Fan we have to get you help!"
"I'll always protect you Young Lord, no matter how much you try to escape me." Her words trailed off until she fell unconscious in Ling's arms. He wasted no time in taking her for help immediately.