Avil·Mustang, the Alchemist of Wind. Just like her title, she is gentle and strong, tolerant of those around her, but will her fate be as unstable as the wind - the monstrous tail-loving snake blooms with bleeding red lotus, but it cannot dye the plain clothes red; Ishbal's blood spits out the flame of hatred, but it burns the family ties; the reputation of "the lackey of the army" takes away the flower season, but cannot lock the faith...
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Agreement——
[Idiot, why are you crying? !
Because you two brothers never cry, so I cry for you...
Ivy......
[It's okay, I won't cry, because I made an appointment with you... The next time I cry, it will be to help you regain your body.]
Faith——
"Don't you want to kill someone"? What a naive idea. Only the weak and the strong can survive on this "North Face of Xeluxes"]
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Still a child...
I was like this when I was young...
Bond——
[I want to become president and change the current situation of this country]
Yes, brother
I want to protect everyone... Although I know I am not qualified to say this now
Charity...