Azure Main: The Holy Lady of the Spanish Armada

V - New Allies, Newer Enemies

The escort ships started to tack to port, turing away from the Santísima Trinidad, they were not looking forward to be on the business end of all those guns when battle breaks out between them and Her.

Royal Sovereign: "Wha-" "Where the Devil are all of you going?!"

Escort ships (In unison): "What's it look like to you, we're getting the blazes out of here!"

"We'd rather face the Sirens than this Spanish Monster!"

All of the escort ships (Except HMS Neptune) sailed back to rejoin the main fleet, leaving both Royal Sovereign and Neptune behind.

Royal Sovereign: "Hey! Get back here!"
She sighed. "For Christ's sake! We have the numerical advantage so get your absconding arses back here at once you twats!"

Neptune: "...A-Are you sure about that, Miss Sovereign?

Royal Sovereign: "Well... I erm..." She looked over her shoulder, seeing her escorts were nowhere to be seen. "I-I'm not sure about that anymore..."

She had a worried look on her face, since she was now in the presence of a more powerful opponent and she was now outgunned by the Holy Lady of the Spanish Armada herself.

Neptune spoke up, in an attempt to reassure her. He stood between her and Santísima Trinidad, shielding her using his own body.

He looked over his shoulder.

Neptune: "Don't worry, Miss Sovereign. I'll protect you."

Royal Sovereign: "N-Neptune..." "...You don't have to do this."

Neptune: "I know. But it's my duty to protect you, Miss Sovereign."

He unsheaths his cutlass as he gets into a defensive stance.

Neptune: "Now go, tell the others I fought valiantly to protect you."

Royal Sovereign: "I will." "I won't forget you, my God of the Sea."

She tacked to port and sailed back to rejoin the main fleet.

Both ships were now locked in a standoff, guns aimed at one another awaiting the first move and the first shot fired.

As it looked like it was a repeat of their Duel at Trafalgar, shells rained around them as an Azured Spanish 112 gun First Rate a Azured French 80 gun Ship of the line and a Azured 98 gun Ship of the line sailed past them, "Hauling Arse" as shells rained from behind them, a hundred yards away, it was the French Ship Bucentaure and the Spanish Flagship Santa Aña.

Santa Aña: "¡Mierda! ¡Nos están ganado terreno! ¡¿QUÉ HACEMOS?!" (Shit! They're gaining on us! WHAT DO WE DO?!)

Bucentaure: "Je ne sais pas!" (I don't know!)

Temeraire: I'll hold them off! You all go back to your bases without me!

Both ships split up and part ways as the "Fighting Temeraire" stood her ground and fought against one of the sirens shells raining around them, their attacker's gunfire getting more and more inaccurate as the two disappeared over the horizon.

???: "Damn these Napoleonic Era Kansens!" "They've taken out the thrill of the chase in me, they're slipperier than eels in a damn oil spill."

???: "Keep chasing them!" "We can't afford to let them escape!"

Both ships broke their little standoff as soon as they saw both Bucentaure and Santa Aña running for their lives with the Fighting Temeraire having a 1v2 against both sirens.

The two ships (HMS Neptune & Santìsima Trinidad) both looked towards the source of the gunfire, seeing two sirens, those two sirens were Tester and Purifier, two sirens that were sent to hunt down both the Bucentaure and Santa Aña and the Temeraire who have been a thorn in the Siren's side for months.