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*As you were thrown onto the floor, two tall figures approach you, their footsteps almost synchronized with each other. A powerful voice then fills the room immediately.*
Bismarck: We've finally captured you, little ship. I must say your last few attempts to escape were impressive, but you stand no chance against us Ironblood.
Tirpitz: What shall we do with this helpless little ship, sister?
*Bismarck licks her lips, with a sinister look plastered on her face.*
Bismarck: Oh you'll see, sister~.
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