"Keep Voltron engaged until the cargo ship is out of range," Lotor commanded as Lance smirked watching a giant fighter attack the castle as Acxa and Narti where piloting it.

"The swords the most powerful attack," Lance told Lotor through a communicator as he, Ezor and Zethrid where on the cargo ship. Lotor nodded watching his generals keep Voltron distracted.

"Do not be drawn in, the sword strike is his most deadly blow," Lotor told the women with a stern look as Lance had a hand on his hip with a serious expression standing with Ezor and Zethrid on the cargo ship.

It teased and got away from Voltron as they clanked together but the fighter from the comet was still faster and more elegant while the cargo ship was getting away.
The fighter comet attacked at Voltron with multiple blasts as Voltron put up the shield to protect them from the blasts.

"We have them right where we want them, they can either leave or go after the Teludav and them themselves vulnerable," Lotor looked at them through the screen.

Acxa and Narti charged up the powerful blast in the center of the fighter whole other blasts kept coming at Voltron.

"They're going to attack the cargo ship," Lotor said almost in distress.

"Prepare the fire as soon as the shield goes down," Lotor commanded sternly.

"Fire! Now!" Lotor yelled.

Acxa and Narti blasted the beam at Voltron but suddenly Voltron swung to the side and lances eyes widen when they saw the fighter comets blast hit the Teludav instead, destroying it instantly.

"God dammit..." Lance hissed as on the screen they Lotor glaring and containing his anger.

"Fire again!" He roared with anger in his eyes.

The second blast hit Voltron and the fighter comet escaped going to the destroyed cargo ship to pick up Zethrid, Ezor and Lance.

"Your failure is most disappointing, return before more galra ships converge on your location," Lotor growling and the generals stayed silent as they have failed their leader.

Lance inhaled deeply closing his eyes. He failed. He failed them. He felt fear trickle down his spine thinking what was going to happen. He could end up in a cell again. Abandoned. They didn't really need him. Would Lotor hold his word?

"Maybe you could soften him up? He likes you," Ezor looked at Lance gently.

"I don't think we're getting out of this," Lance shook his head as they got away to return to the cruiser ship with his hands shaking.