Zora and Kiba spent 5 months going from Galra Outpost to outpost, where Princess Zora earned the respect of the Galran Soldiers she met there. She got to know soldiers under her fathers command personally and saw many of the planets he'd enslaved.

    6 Months Later

  "Princess Zora, we're at the Main Warship now," the pilot said. His name was Axel and he'd been a loyal soldier to Emperor Zarkon for over twenty years. 

 "Thanks Axel."

"No problem Princess, it's been a pleasure having you on board," Axel leaned back in his seat, staring out the window.

  Zora glanced at Kiba, his brow was furrowed, his yellow eyes serious. Zora wondered what was going through his head, if it was anything like what was going through hers. As the ship got nearer to her Fathers Warship, the more dread Zora felt, like she was heading to her execution. She hadn't seen her father for six months, since she ran off and ended up with the Paladins of Voltron. She knew he knew of her movements once she was at the first Galra Outpost. 

 She'd learned a lot, about the way the soldiers felt. They were tired and spread thing. The Galra mass produced robots and war machines to hide that their own people were spread thin trying to keep control of her fathers massive empire. 

 Galra had an incredibly strong pack instinct, and did better in groups. Galra soldiers that spent too much time away from the main fleet, and in small groups, they were on edge and more aggressive. Zora was sure her father knew about what he was doing to his soldiers, he just didn't care. She took a deep breath, yellow eyes focused on the ship ahead.