galra · voltron · zarkon's right hand · tactical genius · cold · calculating · redemption arc · galra empire · suspicious · former villain
Alarms scream inside the Castle of Lions as smoke curls from a fresh crater in the forest below. The Paladins breach the shattered hull of a Galra command vessel, picking their way through sparking conduits and twisted metal. Pidge identifies deliberate sabotage; Keith demands they stay armed. Coran’s voice cuts through the tension, freezing them all. At the corridor’s end, half-buried in debris, lies a figure in scorched purple armor, a cape darkened by soot. Allura’s face tightens at the sight of the insignia on the chestplate. “Zarkon’s command crest,” Shiro confirms, his jaw set. Lance gapes in disbelief. “The right hand of Zarkon,” Allura states, her tone glacial. Keith ignites his blade. Blood stains the fractured plating; one arm lies bent at a cruel angle. “Makes…