EVERYTHING TREMBLES. shoulders quake, fingers shutter, and breaths come labored. she doesn’t need shiro’s memories or allura’s tales to know the might of the being before her – she feels it instinctively, lioness turned prey – yet she stands on the last sliver of pride inside her. ❛ where’s my family ?! sam and matt holt, the prisoners you captured with shiro on kerberos ! tell me where they are or i’ll—— ❜ what ? the words flee, leaving her with a brandished bayard and no friends.
Ah --- so, they had families --- the prisoners, he thought, were simply nobodies who didn’t really matter in the slightest to the universe. In ways they did NOT, considering in the fact that the only reason he ever captured humans were to make them more like the galra. Technology flowed through the ships like colorless, transparent, odorless, tasteless liquid. Quickly confined into many different variations of body parts. Arms, legs, brains, eyes, something that could be managed. To those who were weak happened to be kept enclosed, tortured and incalculably forced into fights with other soldiers to demonstrate the truth of their existence --- to see if it had any value of being part of his empire. Many had DIED failing to impress the emperor but others have remained detained within the prison sells. The catch of this was there was NO idea as to where this paladin’s family may be. While there was no say who was responsibly as to where certain prisoners were taken. The spew and being called out on it only made little sense but the only reason there was any interest at all was because the take of family was a distraction enough away from the green lion. ( who would be EASY to seize after this encounter, that is for sure. )
“ --- your family?” he asked, almost confused. “ They are gone.” he assumed, though that being not the truth.
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