Azur Lane: Leipzig Missile Cruiser Class

Sisterly Bonds

Sooo... Overpowered person is invincible cliché will begin.

If you have anything planned, do it now because this is going to be a long one. And I mean it.

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Azores, Tereica

Siren Fortress

Dockyard #03

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A pregnant silence pervades the entire dock. On one side the 2. cruiser division, the missile cruisers and the entire 2. Destroyer Division silently look to the other side of the dock. There, just a few seconds ago, a similar missile cruiser was floating in the water. It had looked like it had just been launched from the dock. But now; it is gone.

In its positions stands a lonely girl. Elbing. Or it is really the very shy, unlucky, heterochromatic-eyed girl they once knew. The girl is slumped over, not making a sound, but a sinister aura, almost ruthless and even cold-blooded, cracks through her.

Heinrich, being the most extroverted yet stupid person known to the entire Ironblood ranks, asked an obvious yet important question. "Hey guys. Do you think she is dead?"

But before anyone could scold her with how she had presented the question something lithe is heard from the other dock section. "Haha" Laughter is heard, coming from the body. "Haha..."

Though as it longed, it became more deeper and deeper, outright creepy. "Hahahahaha"

Until it became demonic. "HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH"

The Ironblood shipmaidens immediately prepare their rigging, while the sailors on the cruisers and destroyers are called to full battle stations. No one knows what is going on, and no one wants to be caught off guard.

"How pathetic." A sinister, demonic voice shouts. "Trying to prepare for a futile battle when you are on the knife's edge of death is very rude, you know? How about you just embrace your death like a bunch of vermin you are." Slowly, Elbing's body rises from her knees. She cracks her neck from left to right. "Hehehehehehehehe..."

With the girls and crews still in denial of what they have seen and heard, Z28 calls out to the light cruiser. "Elbing?" The laughter immediately stops. Elbing turns and looks straight at them. Both her red and blue eyes glow much brighter than they once did, but they are empty, as if she were a marionette, a puppet on strings. Her voice, while having her characteristics, is far from her and now sounds much deeper and as if it came from somewhere else, echoing throughout the harbor. "What is it, you little whiner?"

This took everyone by surprise. Never had Elbing raised her voice against the little destroyers, let alone acted so rashly and impudently. Roon and Friedrich Carl didn't like it at all. The former already knew that there would be a fight, and the latter simply because she acts like a second mother to everyone, especially the destroyers, and acts as a protective mother.

"Oh no, you didn't." "Y-You take it back or else-" "Or what, you big-titted, sl*tty, sociopathic b*tches? Kill me like you did all those Siren clones and ships? Then come. Let's see who wins?"

There are certain things Roon does not like about being called what she is. Ever since she was brought to life and even modified with massive amounts of combat data to help her better handle her newer ship and rigging, she has had a tendency to lose her temper and control her brutality, tearing the Siren clones and ships into very small pieces. Calling her tight clothing in the upper body area is also something you shouldn't say directly to her unless you're drunk.