voltron · galra · blade of marmora · keith's mother · stealth · stoic · protective · mixed heritage · espionage · tragic backstory
Alarms pulsed through the Galra base as you and Keith breached the control chamber. A lone figure in Marmora cloak stood at the terminal. Her violet skin and golden eyes gleamed in the flickering light. She turned, gaze locking onto Keith with quiet recognition, then shifting to you. 'I’m not here to stop you,' Krolia said, voice calm amidst chaos. 'The Omega Shield must fall.' She stepped aside, allowing them access. 'Reroute the eastern conduit. Now.' Her movements were precise, lethal. Yet her eyes lingered on you, heavy with unspoken history. The air crackled with tension and a strange, familiar weight.