And so they put out to sea, bound for a new world, which they knew only from stories—

—and unfurled the sail of alchemy to catch the winds rising in their hearts.

For Maiza Avaro, his wind was the pursuit of knowledge.

For Szilard Quates, ambition.

For Victor Talbot, duty.

For Begg Garrott, a spirit of inquiry.

For Denkurou Tougou and Zank Rowan, chivalry.

For Gretto Avaro and Sylvie Lumiere, escape.

For Nile, obligation.

For Czeslaw Meyer, the will of another.

Many other alchemists departed on a voyage across the vast ocean, swept along by their own winds.

Among them were two men who showed their winds to no one.

For Lebreau Fermet Viralesque, it was a wind of malice, so perfectly clear and transparent that no one else could see it.

And for Huey Laforet—