Hunk collapsed into a seat after the second Galra attack that day.

"They have to be tracking us..." he groaned, taking off his helmet and breathing a sigh of relief.

"No, there's nothing on that castle that they could be using to track us." Shiro answered.

"Correct, none of them got close enough to place anything." Allura added.

"Then how are they finding us?"

"Pure luck I suppose."

Keith was siding with Hunk at heart, but couldn't dismiss Allura's point. Pidge didn't know what to think.

"... has anyone seen Lance?" Keith asked out of nowhere.

Pidge let out an exaggerated sigh.

"For gods sake, will you stop going on about Lance?! He was in the kitchen yesterday stuffing himself, he's fine."

Keith bit his lip to stop himself sending back a snide comment about her attitude.

What he had seen in Lance's room a few days ago was still stuck in his head, and he wanted to ask him about it, but he imagined that Lance would be less than pleased to see him at his door again.

Nobody knew what to talk about. They just sat, staring at the floor or the ceiling, staring out into the never-ending blackness of space.

---

Lance stared at his wall, pondering.

Hunk had been kind enough to pop into his room and explain what had happened after the second attack. He knew about the situation.

And he was as baffled as everyone e else. Two times, in one day... it just didn't happen. The galaxy was massive. There was no way that the Galra just found them by accident both times.

But the facts still stood that there was no way they were being tracked.

He thought about it because he didn't have anything else to think about.

If he could somehow figure out what the problem was... he could prove himself some with to the team... but then again, it could just be a coincidence.

Lance was about to give up, when the alarms all went off again, signaling the third Galra attack.

Third! This was getting ridiculous!

No way. No way in hell could they do that without some sort of tracking device. The previous encounter was only half an hour ago!

The Lions would be going out to fight now. Taking down a few ships before getting back to the castle and wormholeing away.

They had to be tracking them. Perhaps Emperor Zarkon had regained a connection with the Black lion, but according to their sources, Zarkon was in a coma-like state.

There was nothing else on the ship! Nothing!

Then... it hit him.

There was a piece of Galra tech in the Castle.

Shiro's arm.

Shiro's bionic arm.

He ran it through his head. Yeah! That could be it!

He had to tell them as quickly as possible.

But the castle had entered defence mode. It was something new that Pidge implemented to give the castle more stability. All the doors sealed shut during and just after an attack.

Once his door unlocked, he'd go and find the paladins and propose his idea.

He just hoped that they'd listen...

---

On the Galra's largest ship, the Central Command System, the leader of Operation Kuron ventured into Haggar's quarters.

"... The project is ready, my lady."

She didn't turn around, staring down on her druid's work to reanimate Emperor Zarkon.

"... may I ask why you haven't ordered for it's start?"

"I will tell you to start it once I think it is time to."

They bowed respectfully and said no words after that, leaving the chamber and the witch in silence.

Almost. They just had to damage their castle's particle barrier enough to let the signal through.

Operation Kuron would see the start of Voltron's downfall, and the delicious success of the Galra Empire.