Focus Part 2

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"We've been here for hours. Still no sign of Zarkon," Keith says from the pilot seat, too close to Allura for comfort, but far enough to prevent panic.

"Well, I'm glad I don't have to wait here alone. You understand, I could never live with myself if Zarkon was finding us because of me. I must know. We face such a dire threat from the Galr-" Keith growls.

"What is it with you and growling whenever anyone says Galra?" Allura's asks, trying to keep a handle on her rage.

"Well, sure, some are bad. No doubt about that. But at the same time, a group of them are fighting for good. Just look at Ulaz," Keith argues, look at Momma, "He sacrificed himself to save us. That's why I don't like grouping all Galra together. Not all of them believe in what Zarkon preaches. Not all of them follow him. Not all of them are Empire."

"For all we know, his sacrifice was a ploy. One life means nothing to Zarkon," Allura bites back, her ego hurt and the nagging feeling of something in her gut driving her to anger.

"It means something to me! It means some of them are actually willing to help. And we could use all the help we can get!" Keith practically yells, catching Allura off guard.

"You could use a family, Yurak," Matt whispers into his hair.

"Any offer of help from the Galra is merely a prelude to a trap. I know all too well how quickly they turn," Allura huffs, regaining her regal attitude.

"It just seems crazy to lump everyone together," Keith mutters quietly to himself, the moment of unusual confidence gone.

"Listen, if there are any good Galra, they have had 10,000 years to take down Zarkon. I would never count on them for help," Allura retaliates, glaring at the controls.

She misses Keith's flinch.

At Galra Central Command, Zarkon continues hunting the Paladins.

"I have located them. Get me Morvok," Zarkon commands when he is released from the Druid magic and ends up contacting the man, "Commander Morvok."

"Aaah! Lord Zarkon!" Morvok jumps.

"I am sending you coordinates near your current location. Voltron is there. Find it and bring it to me," Zarkon orders.

"Voltron, sire?"

"Indeed. Have you received the coordinates?"

Markov has, but does not reply with a simple yes or no,"If I may, I was able to acquire many resources, all to glorify your mighty reign, may it last a thousand centuries."

"Your bootlicking does not impress me, Morvok."

"I merely meant that I could be of even more use if I were to bring you these resources instead of-"

"Are you refusing my order?" Zarkon growls.

"Of course not! I will not fail you, Lord Zarkon."

"See that you don't. Vrepit sa."

"Vrepit sa."

The other Paladins and Coran, however, have everything completely under control.

"Assuming we can get it back up, the repairs will still take time," Pidge explains.

"Which would appear to be the one thing we don't have," Lance adds.

Or not.

"We need to slow down the shedding," Shiro answers.

"How do you stop a planet that's coming apart at the seams?" Pidge asks.

"By sewing it back together!" Hunk realises.

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