The deep-sea ships, standing on the dawn's horizon, gazed toward the distant naval base.
"Deep-sea ships! At last, we stand once more at the crossroads of fate!"
"For today, we shall reclaim the glory that belongs to the deep sea!"
"Today, we shall regroup and take back our own instant noodles!"
"For the deep sea!" x N
"May the power of the ditch guide the admiral."
Deep-Sea Ryujou raised the fork in her hand.
"You must stop the sortie immediately!"
A white-haired, red-eyed girl appeared behind the deep-sea ships.
"Chaser?"
Deep-Sea Zuikaku stared in surprise at Chaser, who had appeared behind them, but soon regained her composure.
"Deep-sea battleships! Get this traitor!"
"Wait! Let her finish."
Pipi Xiang raised a hand, signaling for the other deep-sea ships to lower their guns.
"The final battle is upon us..."
Chaser sighed and began to speak slowly.
"The mastermind, Aila... has returned."
