(Remaster) The Ship of the Tempest

Evolutionary

Tilaskarot
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Staring into the lone eye of a supposed "perfect weapon", Z73 didn't seem too worried over the coming battle, be it either arrogance due to those words possibly meaning nothing, or from lack of concern considering how she had already overpowered her once.

With a little bit of inner pain, she tore her dress open a bit to allow easier movement for the coming fight. "I was hoping to have a nice and easy night, but I guess you Sirens won't let me have that will you?"

"Some may, but I certainly won't." Adapter cracked her neck, her neck covered by what seemed to be a sharp and flexible brace, much like the one that would cover Z73's in her alternate form. "No matter what happens, I will chase you to the ends of the Earth, all so that one day, I can kill you when you least expect it and bring things back to order."

"Order? The hell do you me—"

Z73 had to cut that short as Adapter launched off the ground, blasting towards her with an arm held back that went where her head once was. Z73 stepped aside and looped an arm around her stomach, halting her momentum before throwing her.

Adapter flew across the Terrace, slamming into the railing and actually falling over it and into the water. Z73 ran over and hopped to the water, her rigging appearing behind her as she prepared for the real fight to begin.

Adapter popped out of the water, shaking her head before her eye focused on Z73. "Incredibly agile and experienced, as expected."

A shot was fired by Z73's gun, which Adapter avoided as she blitzed towards her again. Although, even with the Siren coming right at her, Z73 didn't seem too fazed, staring without fear.

Adapter swung, missing as Z73 weaved aside, but unlike before, she directed her momentum around, and smacked Z73 across the face with a backhand. Already facing her now, she grabbed Z73's neck and pushed her down, getting her down on her back.

"See that 73? Never get cocky with me around!" Her leg came up, trying to stomp Z73's head in.

Z73 moved her head aside, spinning to her feet before blocking a punch from Adapter, who was getting quicker and seemingly more experienced as the fight went on. Her eyes had sharpened up at this point, the threat of this Siren finally registering in her head.

Her rigging vanished, as she went full on for close combat, the only distance that Adapter was allowing in this fight. The sudden swap caught the Siren off guard, and it let Z73 take action.

Adapter's eye bulged out, feeling Z73's fist ram deep into her stomach, lifting her off the water before her other fist hit her cheek and sent her sprawling. She didn't even stop from the last hit before Z73 was on her again, kicking her right off the water once more with a big bruise in her side.

She wasn't going to let up for a second, not if what she thinks can happen, could happen.

She threw another punch, but mid spin, Adapter grabbed her arm and fell down with her, looping a leg around Z73's to pull her down with. Now in a tangle on the ocean, they punched and scratched at each other in any way to get an edge.

Adapter managed to get enough focus to see Z73's gaze, and she raised two fingers to poke her eyes. The Destroyer yelled in pain and let go to shield her eyes, giving Adapter enough wiggle room to finally stand.

She kept her grip on Z73's other arm, lifting her up as she kicked her leg back, executing a perfect Judo throw on the German Kansen. She let go and let Z73 spin out and ragdoll over the water, coming to a stop soon after before she slowly stood and cracked her neck.

"Jesus...so I was right. Your name is literal."

Adapter smiled and wiped her cheek, a little blood on it that she cleaned off. "That's right. No matter what you try and pull on me, I can respond in kind and learn it."