The great fire rose.
Just like before, it was as if a blazing sun was hidden within Roger's body. Blinding white flames spilled from his wounds, heating the sword blade until it was red-hot and slightly warped from the immense force.
Amidst the roaring flames, Ed did not get blown away as before. This time, he grasped Roger.
The flames destroyed the outer Iron Armor, charring his entire body. The crimson flesh tried to regenerate but vanished within the fire.
"Come on, Ed, use all your strength!"
Roger laughed wildly, having uncovered Ed's secret, that dirty little secret.
"Or is it that you can't do it anymore?"
Ed did not respond. He attempted to move his charred arm to sever Roger's head with the heated blade.
Bit by bit, moving slowly, the blade cut through most of the neck. Just a bit more strength, a bit more strength...
The blade melted, along with Ed's entire arm collapsing. It had been scorched to gray-black ashes, scattering into the air.
