Baiken - Durability

Roy Mustang slammed his jaws into Baiken’s neck, dragging her alongside the pavement. Heaving his head, the summer sun beat down on his fur coat. The city was empty, all evacuated except for clothing and memorabilia left on the asphalt. Roy Mustang roared as his entire body expanded into a rapid outpouring of flame, his fur now blazing red. Biting Baiken tighter around the neck, he ran faster and faster until he became a shard of molten lightning. Baiken's fur collided with the base of the skyscraper as he burned straight through the wall and ran down the walkways, fire spreading down the interior before it wrapped around him and Baiken. Jumping away, Roy Mustang leapt up, smashing through a two-story window, his head still clinging onto Baiken's neck.

Fine. Lust, if this is your reincarnation, then I'm not moving an inch. I offer my heart filled with nothing but resistance.

His head buffeted by strong wings, his body spinning, he grasped on to Baiken even tighter as they began to plummet downwards. Baiken brought out her metal claw, slashing open Roy's belly. Wincing, Roy slackened his jaw just enough for Baiken to escape. Her sword in his mouth driven down his back, the two of them collapsed into the concrete in a black cloud of smoke.

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cinnarius, Round 3