--- I just read chapter 107, and it's creepily like this. O_o (HOLY CRAP, FMA IS ALMOST OVER! D8) ---
31. Teamwork.
Riza Hawkeye and Roy Mustang stood back to back. Under normal circumstances, they would've been side by side. This wasn't necessarily normal circumstances. Roy had never been blind before.
Riza cocked her gun. "Ready?" she asked.
Roy nodded, pulling on his glove. "Ready."
Riza let the bullets fly, calling out directions as she did. "40 meters straight ahead!" Snap! "Off target, 3 degrees to the left!" Snap!
"I can't judge the length without my eyes!" Roy said, slightly frustrated.
Riza dropped to one knee. "Forget the length, then! Just let it loose!" she shouted as she reloaded her gun. Roy did as he was told, sending a scorching line of flame 100 meters in front of him.
Roy and Riza had always been the perfect team. It seemed that nothing short of death would change that.