UPDATES AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK "We must try again," his father says, voice deep and chilling. Another attempt to create the perfect soldier. Once a natural entity is created, the witch will be able to recreate it artificially - they only need one success. "A second trial will be underway within the phoeb," the witch confirms, robe billowing behind her as she moves to clear the room. And Lotor understands with all the wisdom of a child, which is to say, not very much at all. A year later, he holds the tiniest girl he's ever seen, an instinct to protect roaring through his mind.