[Winry lay on the ground, her head still feeling like it smoked. No one in sight to help out. But she's not frightened, she's angry. And her closest friends would've told the Narrator pissing her off led to bad consequences.

The metal liquifies again, turning into something very much like an adjustable wrench. All right, exactly like an adjustable wrench. Winry pushes herself up and throws the wrench at the robber.

She never misses.]