"FUCK!"
Iron Blood Commander Ameila Ardnt slams her fist into the wall of Commander Sicilia's office.
"Arndt, p-p-please calm down." Alice Sicilia calls out as she sits at her desk.
"What's got your panties in a twist, Iron Blood?" Commander Clara Stait asks in a mocking tone, as she sits on a couch near Sicilia's desk.
Commander Chi Osami sits in the corner of the room, with a cup of tea in her hand.
Arndt glares at Stait with her one eye. "Those damn Cordis Die people! How dare they barge into my country and take my stuff!"
"W-What happened now?" Sicilia asks.
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The Predator of the Depths
FanfictionA experimental Cruiser/submarine gone rouge. Alicorn, a sub built with the help of the four main factions. But one day she goes rouge and was not heard from for two years, till one day she suddenly turns up at a port. (Ships will die within this ser...