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Enforcing force

“What am I doing here you ask? Merely  repaying the resident good hospitality.” Said Elma, not going out of her stance for even a second. “And you?”

“Exterminating the sirens here.” Answered Belfast. Her vision, as was everyone else's, were solely focussed on the siren, no, Enforcer in front of them.

“Ah yes, sirens. I know you won’t listen so should we just do this?” Proposed Elma. “Talking will get us nowhere.”

“We can agree there.” Said Belfast and was almost about to run at her enemy but Kent panicked self stopped her.

“We have to retreat, we must have a fully prepared and combat ready fleet to even take on a normal siren fleet. She stands higher than Purifier who can take more than one fleet, we can’t win this.” Argued Kent as she tried to pull away the headmaid.

“Kent, I get you but we are 4 and she is alone, and she has no pawns so our fighting chance is equal.” Said Belfast back.

Their enemy indeed had no single ally on the field, that wouldn’t make it an easy fight yet still more equal than the alternative.

“Grrr fine, but we need to get Shropshire out of here and air support in here.” Said Ken and looked back at the damaged light cruiser. “And lead her outside.”

Shropshire, while not making any noise, was absolutely freaked out. Who can blame her? Having no vision inside an active warzone is bound to be terrifying.

“Belfast, I agree with Kent's idea. Shropshire is in no fighting condition.” Said South Dakota from the front.  She had her shields ready and while the siren in any condition would hit hard, she still would do her job.

“Fine.” Reluctantly agreed Belfast. “Kent get her out of here.”

Kent only nodded and guided Shropshire out of the cave, not even for a mere second taking off her aim.

They exited the cave and Belfast turned to the siren, who hadn't moved. “You didn’t attack yet, siren? Interesting.”

“She is injured. She can leave. In fact you can too.” Said Elma with a little smile. “I have no orders to pursue so if you both just leave then no one will get hurt and we can just forget this encounter.”

“As if!” Taunted Belfast. “We won’t go anywhere, right South Dakota?”

South Dakota only nodded and Elma exhaled. “Looks like we do this the hard way.”

Not a second later Elma began to run and the shipgirls opened fire.

None of the shots hit or injured Elma so she had a clear line of approach.

Stabbing the staff of her halberd into the water she catapulted herself like a pole jumper over the battleship in front and slammed her halberd down like an axe, barely missing the maid who evaded to the side.

Belfast used her open window to shoot and Elma slammed her halberd into the water.

What she did next was nothing short of amazing.

The shots fired by Belfast hit but Elma used the catapulting force to spin around her halberd and kick South Dakota in the face, sending the battleship flying into the light cruiser and minimising her own damage to almost nothing.

The two shipgirls were sent back multiple metres and slowly came to a stop.

“Would you go or do you want me to take this seriously?” Giggled Elma.

The shipgirls slowly got to their feet and trained their weapons on the siren again.

“Ok, actual tactics are needed here.” Coughted South Dakota and Belfast simply agreed.