They were in trouble. Big trouble. Not Kolivan is pissed hide me! kind of trouble no. It was life or death. Thace and Danika were part of a squad that had gotten in a tight situation. With Zarkon downed by Voltron they were here to work on taking down the main bases of nearby planets that were just too close for comfort according to Kolivan. They had been working alongside team Voltron in this battle and everything was going smoothly. The Empire's forces were crumbling beneath their rebellious efforts, until reinforcements came pouring in. Now the Blades had to really stand on their toes and give it all they got. But unfortunate for their squad that had charged in, a structure had fallen onto them, trapping them underneath dusty, metallic rubble. It was out of their hands now. They were rendered completely powerless until someone won and managed to find them. That is, if Voltron and the Blade of Marmora won. "Wish I had a deck of cards on me. We could play a game while we wait," he almost chuckled, trying to ignore the tension in the air. He couldn't move much, but he was not pinned. Through the small space he was lying in he looked up at Danika. "How are you holding up?"
