Lost at Sea and in Another World

Danger around the corner

A clash bound to happen soon.....

After the battle with Tyrant, Bismarck saw how strength wasn't sufficient with how her opponent always grew stronger. The unknown shipgirl who acted and fought for the best interest of the Sirens didn't fire a single shell from four twin turrets as if it was a deliberate mockery of Bismarck who relentlessly aimed at her.

"That unknown shipgirl is getting on my nerves. I know I shouldn't lose my cool, but I'm getting angry for some reason" Bismarck gritted her teeth

During their short fight, Bismarck didn't draw out her full strength against an opponent that isn't an Abyssal. Tyrant isn't any kind of monster to Bismarck, but a shipgirl like her. Bismarck didn't forget the encounter the other day when while she was in the middle of practice.

"Then again her strength surpassed than the Abyssals I fought. It makes me think what she sacrificed to gain such power"

It wasn't the kind of power to be obtained naturally. It was power that was obtained through sacrifice. No normal shipgirl possessed such power before, so this unnatural encounter baffled someone like Bismarck.

"The next time I'll see her, I will show her my true strength. I won't hold back and defeat her myself"

Bismarck learned her lesson against the devious and cryptic shipgirl as she swore retribution for the insult boldly thrown at her. She clenched her fists and restrained her anger since a battleship like her must always remain calm and collected. Bismarck deeply inhaled and exhaled several time until she happened to remember a small detail she noticed.

"That person...why did she have the coat of arms...of the Bismarck?" Bismarck rubbed her chin

Other than the monstrous strength, Bismarck noticed the coat of arms on the side of Tyrant's belt. It was a damaged one, but she was protected it while Bismarck focused on their fight. Tyrant's hand reflexively protected the object even as she evaded Bismarck's salvo without rest.

"Could she be another Bismarck? No, the way she referred to me is like she's someone else. Besides, I am the only Bismarck as far as I know"

Bismarck shook her head in attempt to get rid of how much she thought about a trivial detail she noticed when she battled Tyrant. To Bismarck, she was just another enemy she must overcome even if she was a hostile shipgirl.

"If she is an impostor, then it gives me more reason to defeat her with my bear hands. I can't let an impostor run around and claim to be Bismarck.

Bismarck squeezed her own fist as she returned to her lone practice in order to ease her nerves and minds.

"She seems...fired up"

While she had seen Bismarck train a few times, this is the first time she ever saw her this motivated in training. Tirpitz thought this might be related to what she heard about how Bismarck fought someone but the enemy fled in the middle of the battle.

"You're making too much noise"

Tirpitz can tolerate loud people but she is still not fully accustomed to the polar opposite of the Bismarck she knows. Bismarck wiped the sweat off her forehead and faced the calluous looking Tirpitz.

"This is how I train when I'm angry"
"Is it because of a certain opponent you faced?" Tirpitz raised an eyebrow
"H-how...!"
"I've heard the little ones discuss it"

Bismarck gritted her teeth with how the encounter the other day is being talked around the naval base. It infuriated Bismarck that not only her opponent belittled her but fled without even finishing their fight.