(Remaster) The Ship of the Tempest

Extirpation of Bodhisattva

Assassination of Bodhisattva, Part 3
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With a grunt, Z73 hit the ocean and nearly cried out instead, had she not fallen on her good arm. She stood up and took a deep breath, knowing that it would be a little before she could get it healed up due to having one final thing to deal with.

She looked to the shoreline, seeing Orthodoxy and Regulation coming her way. She narrowed her eyes and almost got ready for combat, but Orthodoxy smirked and winked at her, making her confused for a moment before realizing what was happening.

"How..." She looked over to the voice, seeing Marco staring at her in complete disbelief.

There wasn't fear in her eyes, nor was there hatred, just shock and awe at what she had just did. "H-How..."

Z73 sighed, cradling her broken arm as she sailed towards Marco, soon hovering over her and staring into her eyes with little emotion yet again. There was nothing to be said between the two, as they already knew what had been done, and what will happen now.

Z73 slowly bent her knee, getting more to Marco's level as the pain slowly faded from her mind. "Marco Polo, Battleship of the Italian Navy...as the only representative of the nation of Germany alive, and the only one who is capable of giving it to you, I am going to be the one who decides your fate."

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"I...you did...but how..." Marco was completely delusional at this point, her mind addled at the sight of Hierophant's defeat.

Yet, Z73 didn't care, and she only cleared her throat as she continued. "You have poisoned me in attempt to kill me, you've put many to death across Europe, and possibly more of the world once I figure out what has happened. Millions lay dead by your hands...what do you say in defense?"

The Battleship re-met her gaze, her lips quivering as she did. "I...I was only making a new world...a better world..."

"Not once did you stop to see if anyone else wanted it, did you? You decided on your own for that, and so, these deaths belong to those that never wished for your vision of a Utopia."

"No one would understand! Only I...only I..."

Z73 sighed and stood up again, grabbing Marco by the arm and pulling her to her feet. "I'll give you one simple choice: Will you accept your death with all the honors a bastard like you deserves, or will you fight for it and die as the coward you are?"

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Marco clenched her fist, and as she did, she gave Z73 a side eyed glare. "I have no choice in the end...but I'll make my own!"

She swung the free hand, trying to nail Z73 while her only usable arm was occupied. Z73 easily ducked it and swept her foot out from under her, sending her back to the water and pressing on her stomach wound again.

"Even when I'm this battered, you don't got a chance Marco. Though, I'm glad you at least made a decision, makes killing you a lot easier when I know how you wanna go out."

"W-Wait!"

"No, I'm done waiting."

She pressed down on her open wound hard, making Marco scream and squirm trying to get away from the action. Z73 twisted her boot, making sure it hurt as much as possible to satiate herself and her rage.

"The Humans are dead..." She took her foot off her stomach, stomping down on her hand and crushing her fingers to bring another scream.

"Our friends are dead..." She moved further up, stomping her wrist and shattering it, making her scream even more, leaving Marco furiously beating on her leg to free her hand.