Lance stepped into the training room as he held his bayard in a hand looking at it for a moment then his eyes trailer up to the deck.

"Never thought I'd be back here," he sighed as he wore his general armor with pride. Lance thought about the paladin armor but it doesn't feel right. At least for now?

"Start training sequence," he called walking to the middle of the deck and was surrounded by small metal spheres that circled him, he turned the bayard into his blaster that he's started out with.

They spun around him as he targeted and shot at them rapidly at a time with his teeth clenched to focus on his targets. His feet faced under him for Lance to turn swiftly at the balls as he was their center attention.

They began to fire back at him but Lance jumped and rolled out of the way as he turned the blaster into a sniper rifle easily as if he didn't have to think about it, it was similar to his guns back at the empire.

Within less than seconds he locked onto a sphere with his long weapon and shot them straight through the center on one knee.

He gasped hearing the sphere shoot behind him, making Lance get back on his feet and aimed back at the small spheres only to shoot them down as well.

Soon they where over powering him. Lance was shot in the shoulder and in the back making him grunt to himself knowing the light bruises they'd leave from the impact but brought up an orange shield to block them and protect himself. Lance growled as he protected his head from the shots but they didn't cease fire on him and increased more.

He gripped his bayard tightly as he grunted again as he felt a strange energy around him and the bayard while it glowed in his hand. Lance swiped the bayard back only to see it sliced into, what it now was a sword.

He didn't have much time to think as he sliced more and dodged again only to whip his arm to the side as it slashed through a row of the sphere and they where destroy. Lance was shocked seeing the sword as the training was over. He got off his knee and admirer the blue sword in his hands with wide eyes.

"What?" He looked at it confused.

"I haven't seen that for 10,000 years," a voice breathed in awe making Lance head snapped sharply to her.

"Allura?" He blinked surprised.

"It's an altean broadsword, my father used one just like it," she stated walking next to him with sympathetic eyes.

"I have no idea how I did this," Lance looked at it in disbelief. "I didn't know I could do this,"

"I think your bayard has shown you what we've all been noticing, you have greatness within," Allura looked at Lance smiling softly.

"Are you sure it's me? I don't think shiros noticed, I don't think I even belong here Allura," Lance sighed looking ahead of him but not at Allura.

"You have it Lance, Shiro might not but..." She looked away softly.

"But what?" Lance raised an eye brow.

"Lotor..." She trailed off not knowing how to place her sentence.

"Lotor did see something in me," he nodded.

"Something we couldn't see before,"

"And maybe that's why I never wanted to come back..." Lance sighed letting his shoulders slouch.

"I'm sorry, but maybe it's best for us to all just move on after Lotor gets the throne," he gulped looking at her.

"It's all been difficult lately, Shiro as well, I'm not sure what to do it seems we all are at odds," Allura explained crossing her arms looking down.

"You and Shiro are under a lot of pressure, having us around doesn't help," Lance put a hand on his hip.

"I never did apologize," Allura pursed her lips.

"For everything I've done to you, I threw you out Lance, I hit you for stars sake, what kind of leader can I be if I-I-" "I deserved it," Lance whispered.

"I don't deserve any of this, being back in the castle, being offered a paladin, the scars I have are well deserved but I don't mourn over them... They made me into the general I am now," Lance nodded looking at her.

"You where the goofy one, the first thing you did was flirt with me when we met... And now it's all insane how we are now..." Allura gulped.

"Sometimes it feels easier to fight the galra, now look at us," Allura smiled gently back at him.

"Yea, I am part of the galra," Lance smiled softly.

"But you both have he coalitions best interests at heart, don't forget that, shiros not your enemy," Lance explained.

"At one point neither were you Lance," Allura looked at him sadly.

"This isn't about me, I'm only minor to the conflict, Shiro is the leader, that's who you need to agree with, not me," Lance sighed lowering the sword.

"Your right, I need to stay focused on the big picture... Thank you Lance, speaking with you has actually made me feel better, I am sorry," Allura smiled again as Lance smiled back just a little.

"What do you mean by actually?" Lance scowled at her but a small laugh bubbled past his lips and Allura laughed with.

"Oh and Lance, if you're going to try to control a sword this powerful," Allura grabbed his shoulder and moved his hand back on the sword while Lance raised an eye brow.

She suddenly kicked the inside of his ankle that made him fall back onto the floor with a small cry.

"You'll have to work on your stance," she smiled holding the sword and turned it back to a bayard.