They'd almost made it to the base when something blew up in front of the car.

Cigarette clutched grimly between her teeth, Havoc spun the wheel, trying to slam the breaks on hard enough to keep them from heading head-on into it. The engine whined, then stalled, and Ed cried out, slamming her hands together and then to the roof to make a handle to hold onto as the vehicle tipped onto one wheel, then crashed down onto its side.

It had been a good plan, foiled only by not providing one for Roy as well, who slammed against her with the movement of the car and body-chucked her against a window.

"Is everyone okay?" Havoc's alto voice sounded a bit vague, as if she were dazed.

"You're crushing me," Ed told Roy, trying to shove her off and getting a handful of breast for her trouble.

Roy pulled herself up, losing a button from her already strained shirt, and pushed the door open on the other side, standing on Ed to do so. "I think we're all right, Lieutenant. Do you know what happened?"

"Colonel," Ed hissed between gritted teeth. "Get. Off. Me."

They took a few moments to clamber out, and Havoc leaned her hands on her thighs, breathing hard as she tried to catch her breath. "I'm not sure," she said, after a moment. "I thought I saw something red, then -- boom."

And a silhouette began to walk towards them through the smoke.

It was tall and angular, more details blurred by the billow, though in a moment all became clear when Scar stepped through, face lined with anger. Wearing traditional Ishbarite robes and striding towards them, arm still cracking, Scar had never looked so ready to kill.

And, Ed thought wildly, crouching into a fighting stance and transmuting her automail arm, considering she'd seen Scar kill someone, that was saying someth--

"Alchemists." There was something wrong about Scar's voice, less boom and more husk. "Abominations in the eyes of God."

Roy pulled a glove on, eyes narrow, face grim. "Havoc. Get reinforcements."

"But sir--"

"Do it!" Roy hissed, and Havoc turned to run.

Scar's arm raised and Ed and Roy both tensed -- but it had come to the cloak, whipping it off and letting it be caught and pulled away in the fierce wind.

"This," Scar said, pointing at her chest, disturbingly soft, huge, and bouncy-looking despite all the muscle, "this is all your fault!"