Kuro week day one - Madness
The Galra were getting antsy. With the Champion gone and Voltron on the lose, the Galra soldiers had plenty of stress and no real entertainment to relieve it. The fighting ring wasn’t the same without the Champion. He was by far the most interesting fighter to watch. Nothing could compare anymore.
Even Zarkon felt something, a perverse and angry loss, now that the Champion was gone. Zarkon relished being in control of all things and Voltron’s meddling was beginning to make him worry about the security of his reign; not that he would ever admit it. Haggar soon came to Zarkon with an idea.
“Make it better. And stronger.” he ordered at the end of their conversation. He turned away. The rest was in Haggar and the druids’ hands. Haggar smirked under the shadow of her hood.
“Of course, Lord Zarkon.”
Zarkon called to Haggar as she passed through the doorway. He smirked and his fangs gleamed in the dim light of the deck.