Edward was sitting in the snow, thinking about how to get the attention of Arm Number Two when an idea popped into his head: ' He seems to have an extreme inferiority complex, so I'll use that to draw him out '
Edward stood up, took a deep breath, and prepared to shout, "Why are you running away from me? Are you scared because none of your attacks had any effect?"
Edward sighed in disappointment with himself. "That was terrible, but it should be enough."
"What did he say?" Arm Number Two, distant from Edward, had senses beyond comprehension and could clearly hear what Edward said. Enraged, he created a great lightning storm.
