"What the hell was that for?" he yelled, rolling over to look at Katsumn.
He got no reply. Katsumn clapped her hands together, then pressed them to the ground. There were zig-zagging lines of blue, and then a large circle was burnt into the ground. "We want to help you." she said.
"Mother?"
He saw that Generation was holding Ayame and Nmutua back from joining the rest of their clans.
"You cannot take part. We're making an exchange here."
He then saw what was going on. Everyone else did too. "Wait a minute, you stubborn fool!" he yelled, getting up and running at the empress.
Too late.
She'd stepped inside the circle and activated it.
The blue light surrounded them. Several Warriors ripped off his auto-mail, and one had scratched Al's seal.
He suddenly saw the Gate for an instant. Then it all faded.
"What? I'm..." he gasped, looking down at himself. "I..."
He had two flesh hands and legs. "No... that means..."
"Brother..."
The voice was shaky. He turned to see...
Alphonse.
"Generation! Why... Why didn't you let us join them?" Nmutua screamed.
He turned to look at everyone else. "Your mothers must have wanted you to live on. At the last moment, I saw Ayane dart into the circle. That means the group at the station is still alive. Ten Warriors and ten Shiniganes." Hohenheim said.
"You mean... Wait, where are..." he spun around, searching for the Homunculi.
"They must've used the Homunculi as material to open the Gate, and then exchanged themselves to get our bodies back." Al was trembling and...
He quickly gave Al his coat. "But... we never asked them..."
"Asked or no, it means now... They can't be feared. Not if they helped rescue an entire country and restore two young boys to their bodies." Mustang told them.
"So chaos has finally receded. This country will need a new Fuhrer, and I have a nominee in mind." Terios chuckled, turning to Mustang.
"This country still needs fixing, Terios, true. I'm sure all of us here can do it." the colonel nodded.