Chapter Text
She has never felt like this before. At least, she can never recall feeling like this before. Is any of this real? Nothing feels as such, not even herself. Every step she takes feels amplified, every leaf crunch under her feet sounds louder than usual. Time seems to slow to a snail's pace. Everything feels just out of touch yet there are threats at every corner. Nothing makes sense at all and everything jumbles up in her head, confusing her more. This just has to be a bad dream, right? None of this can possibly be occurring. It’s as if she has been thrown back into an alternate dimension. However, no matter how much everything feels unreal or she wants to believe that she will wake up back in Brightmoon castle in her safe, warm bed, she knows this is real life.
There is a soft touch on her shoulder. Adora snaps her head up, her body tight. Bow looks at her, every inch of his face filled with worry. She releases some of the tension inside of her upon seeing the familiar face.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you alright? I know things are not looking good at all but you seem not all there. I’m worried,” Bow asks. He keeps his hand on her shoulder, giving it a slight reassuring squeeze.
“Do I really need to answer that?” Adora replies. “Everything is a mess and has happened so fast I just can’t keep up with it.” She clutches the side of her head, trying to ground her mind. “Everything is worse than I could ever imagine.”
Adora stalls in her walk to look up at the newly starlit sky. She always thought if the stars and grander universe ever returned while she was alive, it would be an experience she would never forget. Well...she will never forget it, that part is not wrong. But instead of childlike wonder and joy spreading through every inch of her body, fear nearly paralyzes her and helplessness feels like a noose around her neck as fleet of spaceship block out most of the sky.
Adora thinks back to what seems like years ago. Back to when she, Bow, and Glimmer were having fun and living the best life they could while a war raged on. Those happy warm moments causes her heart to ache. The last time she saw Glimmer, they had a spat over what to do about the magic deep inside Etheria’s core. Adora wishing to not use it while Glimmer wishing to do so. Glimmer got her wish but it took almost every ounce of strength from Adora to prevent the world being torn into a thousand pieces. Now the queen is missing, kidnapped by what Adora can only assume is the Horde army. Who knows what is happening to her at the moment.
No, no. Don’t think about that! Adora thinks. She starts to walk again through the Whispering Woods. Not much longer until they reach Brightmoon castle. There is no time for crying. No time for breaking down. She will be fine. She will be okay. You will get Glimmer back and talk and make up and everything will be alright again. You’ll hold her in your arms again and feel her soft hair through your fingers again. It will all be alright.
Adora has to keep moving. It’s all she can do right now. She can’t break down and cry when an attack can happen at any time. She and Bow have to get to Brightmoon castle and prepare for the worse, arm themselves, and enlist the aid of King Micah and the other princesses. Any help is better than no help. No matter what the cost, she will be there for Glimmer and being her back home. Be the hero she deserve to have.
What if you fail or she doesn’t want you anymore.
Adora shakes her head, throwing the thought away from mind.
Not now. Not now!
The pair pick up their pace. Time is fleeting. Soon they break through the treeline. Above them, spaceships loom, waiting to spill out whatever rest inside of them. In front of them, Brightmoon castle stands tall in silence. At the front gates, dark specks line the steps, looking away from her and Bow. The two exchange quick looks before jogging to the castle.
King Micah, Perfuma, Mermista, Frosta, Sea Hawk, Scropia, Swift Wind, and Shadow Weaver stand outside. They all turn their heads at the sound of people rushing towards them. Frosta automatically jumps out in front of everyone, her hands covered by large, thick ice claws. Adora and Bow skid to a halt.
“Whoa! It’s us, Frosta!” Bow shouts, throwing his hands up in front of him. Frosta lowers hers and frees them of the ice.
“Where have you two been! What is going on! What happened?!?!” Frosta demands. “Did Glimmer tap into all that magic? And what are those things in the sky? And I don’t mean those flying spaceships…What happened to your hair?”
“Easy! One question at a time!”
Frosta takes a breath and steps back. Perfuma moves forward, taking her place as closest to Adora and Bow.
“Sorry. We just are all worried and scared. No one knows what is going on and by the looks of things, they aren’t good.”
Adora and Bow take a moment to gather their thoughts and recall everything that has occurred. Them sneaking out and going to Beast Island and finding King Micah and Entrapta. Quickly brushing on how hard it was to get off and get home only to find Glimmer was gone with Scorpia. Adora rushing to stop Light Hope’s plan and breaking the sword to prevent it any further. How they are no longer in Despondos anymore and how Glimmer has been kidnapped by Horde Prime.
“Wait a second, where is Entrapta?” Adora asks, realizing the scientist princess is MIA.
“Reuniting with Emily,” Scorpia says. “She is somewhere in the castle.”
“We need to find her. We have to go save Glimmer.”
“My baby girl…” Micah mumbles under his breath.
Another pang hits her heart, twisting it and threatens to rip it in two. Adora and Bow were able to bring him home after so long of being lost. She promised to bring her home safe and sound and now she has returned empty-handed. Worse than empty-handed. Glimmer is now being held captive and no one knows what is going on. Adora can only hope she is alright. She has to be alright.
It’s your fault if she isn’t. Should have listened to her more. Maybe then she wouldn’t have gotten mad and snap at you.
Shut up, Adora thinks. “We will get her back. We will figure out how to stop Horde Prime. We always have pulled through, haven’t we?”
Murmurs answer Adora. She continues. “We have to get prepared for a fight. I doubt we will be safe here or in any kingdom for long. If Horde Prime does anything like we did it in the Horde, they are going to come after the kingdoms first and with everything weakened from the Horde attacks, it’s easy pickings. We need to get ready and find somewhere safe to go and come up with a plan of attack.”
“What are we going to do without She-ra, though?” Perfuma asks. “No offense to you of course, Adora.
“I don’t know. But we will figure it out. We don’t have anytime to waste. Find Entrapta, gather anything you can, and we need to move.”
Without anymore questions, everyone is off to get ready for what comes next. Adora and Bow head to the armory first. Bow restocked his arsenal of arrows as much as humanly possibly. Adora, meanwhile, searches for something to use. She hesitantly grabs a sturdy looking sword. While being the same size as the sword of protection, the feel and weight to it are so different. Adora squeezes the hilt tight, wishing for her sword back.
"You ready, Adora?" Bow asks from behind. She turns around, securing her new weapon in her side.
"No. But I'll do anything to get Glimmer back."
As they step back outside, Adora takes another look at the sky. Still dark, still filled with stars, still covered in spaceships. She starts to absentmindedly scratch the left side of her face, right on her scars. So many emotions mix together inside of her. Fear and worry for Glimmer. Anger that she was taken and resentment that she could not stop the opening of the portal and preventing the Horde’s army from finally arriving. And most of all, guilt over not trying to communicate better with Glimmer. Maybe all this would have been prevented had that happened.
But there is no time to dwell on that. They must head off. The quicker the better. Keeping her gaze up for a second longer, Adora turns away and begins to head off for whatever might come next.
Glimmer watches water crawl along the pipe above her before coming to a stop. It freezes for a moment and then proceeds to fall and land in a small puddle on the metal ground with a plip. Over and over again, she watches. It is the only form of entertainment on this ship. There is almost nothing else to do in this prison she finds herself on. It's this or talk to her "roommate" which has a million cons.
She shifts her gaze to the corner. Catra sits with her legs pulled up to her chest, her arms and tail wrapped tightly around them, and her chin resting on top. Her ears lay flat. She keeps her own gaze down on the floor, away from Glimmer. Of all the things she thought would happen today when she woke up, she never expected to be held captive with one of her mortal enemies. Everything at the moment is a mess.
And it’s all my fuckin’ fault, Glimmer thinks to herself. She rests her head on the cold, metallic wall behind her. Maybe she should have listened to Adora and Bow. They were right about going to Light Hope. She betrayed them and nearly tore the world apart and now, someone else is going to try to get to the powerful core. Glimmer will admit, however, after years of using only so much of her runestone and feeling inadequate, the rush of power coursing through her and feeling like she could do anything imaginable and more, felt utterly amazing. It felt good.
Yet, that all changed in a moment. As she stared down a defeated Catra, wondering what to do with the broken girl, that warm, powerful feeling she felt turned hot. Every inch of her felt like it was being prodded by millions of scalding needles. In that moment, she realized the mistake she made and forced herself to try to break the Black Garnet, the closest runestone to her, hoping to stop what was occurring. Every step she took worsened her pain. And then, it all became too much and she blacked out. What happened next occurred in a matter of moments. Hordak coming to possibly kill her, Bow stopping him, and then being surrounded by a green light. Hordak Prime. Hordak being “reset”. The threat of her planet and her being destroyed. Catra saving her. How has this all happened in a day?
Adora must have stopped the destruction of the planet from Light Hope. That is...if she escaped Beast Island. But if she did, why wouldn’t she stop the plan? Part of Glimmer wants to be angry at Adora for that. For still going behind her back and not listening to her. But the other part of her knows that was the right thing to do and she can’t be mad. There is just too much to think about.
You are a pathetic queen. You failed and almost killed the people you care about.
Glimmer sighs. All she wants to do is stop the people around her from dying or getting injured and look at what she has ended up doing. She has tried to live up to her mother as a great and wonderful queen. But who is going to look at her as such if she is going to be the queen who nearly blew up the planet and brought a whole new army to the world. What a way to go down in history as.
Her mind wanders back to the blonde haired warrior princess. Despite everything that has happened between them, Glimmer cannot rid her from her mind. It is one of her only sources of comfort right now. Straining her mind to think about Adora, to think about happier moments one comes to mind. The day of her coronation. When they got trapped by the Brightmoon guardian and Glimmer's anger and frustration over everyone ignoring the fact her mother is no longer there came out in tears, she remembers Adora. She remembers Adora's string grip holding her tight and saying how she wanted to make today perfect. How Angella told her to take care of Glimmer. She remembers how comforting and safe it felt to be nestled in her arms.
Is that all Adora wanted to do? Protect her and keep her safe? Glimmer wonders what it must have been like to watch Angella give up her life for the greater good and be unable to do anything about it. To come back home after winning a major battle where everyone was cheering, only to give the heartbreaking and soul crushing news to the only living relative of queen.
And what did Glimmer give in thanks for that burden?
Throwing it right back in Adora’s face and blaming her for her mother’s death. Glimmer cannot forgive herself for the horrified, tear filled, and broken look Adora gave her when she spat those words at her. Who knows where she is now or what is happening down below on Etheria...What if she never gets to apologize to Adora. All those things left unsaid…
“Yo, Sparkles.”
Glimmer slowly comes out of her thoughts and turns her head towards the direction of the voice she has come to hate. Catra is staring at her. Her ears are still pinned back and her legs stay drawn to her chest but her eyes are locked on Glimmer, narrowed with...thought?
“You there? Welcome back to reality if you are,” Catra states. When Glimmer shoots her a look, she chuckles. “That answers my question. Now that you are listening, what are we gonna do?”
“About what?”
“Getting out of here, dumbass. What else?"
“How the hell do you think we can get out of here with Horde Prime around and his clones roaming all over? Isn’t that a little, I don't know... suicidal ?"
“So you want to just sit on your ass and wait for pretty, goody two shoes to save you? I think even as She-ra she is going to be in over her head. Who knows how long will we have to wait for her to come and get us. Could be dead by then.”
“Weren’t you the one who just wanted me to blast her in the face with my magic without putting up a fight?”
Again, Catra laughs. “You are not wrong. But seriously. Do you want to sit around here and waiting for something to happen or do you want to do something about it?”
Glimmer thinks. For once, Catra is not wrong. If Adora is alright, how can she possibly come and save them? The whole breaking into the Fright Zone and trying to rescue Glimmer was pretty much a disaster and they barely made it out alive. Not to mention, everyone thought Entraptra was dead. This is a million times worse.
You already messed things up. What if you only make things worse?
“You gonna say anything or what?”
Catra’s voice breaks her train of thought again. “If we are going to do this, we are going to need some sort of plan. We cannot just try to escape without thinking about it. That might just get us killed. You saw how fast he took out Hordak and,” Glimmer reaches up and touches the right side of her face. She can still feel the cold, threatening touch, “I feel that him just looking at us the wrong way, we will die by his stare. And I don’t have any powers at the moment.”
Glimmer snaps her fingers together. Barely any colorful sparkles appear before fizzling out.
"I am not dumb. I did save your ass after all. Had to think on my feet, didn't I?"
"Yes...You did...Thank you for that…"
Silence falls between them. Catra starts to play with her tail. Glimmer watches her. At one point in her life, Adora trusted Catra. Now, Glimmer has to do the same to the person who kidnapped her, fought many battles with, and opened the portal that caused the death of her mother. The saving of her life better not have been a fluke.
"So...Did you ever think you will be teaming up a princess?" Glimmer asks, a hint of a chuckle in her voice.
"Not in a billion years," Catra snorts. "What about you? Ever thought about working with a Horde soldier?"
"Not really but Adora was one and I trust her with my life. Now, I am doing that with you even though you have tried to probably kill me in the past."
"Don't expect me to end up buddy-buddy with you after this."
"I expected nothing less because it's the same with me."
Catra gives a nod and finally stands up. Glimmer sees her trying to hide a wince as she draws closer. Whatever happened between her and Hordak before must have been brutal. The soldier stops a couple of yards away from her, not daring to get close. From there, they start to draw up a plan of attack, keeping a watchful eye out for prying eyes and ears.
“Let’s take a rest here,” Bow says. He takes a look around, listening. Adora joins him, focusing all her thoughts on ensuring they are safe. King Micah listens in as well. The three only hear the wind blowing some leaves. They search for any areas that someone can be hiding. Everything seems alright. Still, they do not lower their guard. They carefully set up a resting area. Adora triple checks everything they do. The fire, the small shelter, their supplies, the surrounding areas once again, nothing escapes her eyes.
Once everything is set, the trio take their rest. They have been walking for hours now. Adora’s feet ache and her body begs for her to close her eyes and recharge, even if it is for a few hours. But she refuses. Both Bow and Micah say either of them can take the first watch to allow Adora to sleep but she insists they take a rest first. After some arguments, somehow she wins but only agrees to wake one of them up a couple of hours to switch off. Adora watches Bow and King Micah slip into unconsciousness. Once she is sure they will not wake, she takes her new sword from her side and rest it on her lap, keeping on hand on it.
Her mind still runs wilder than a wildfire. She tries pushing them out, burying them away with everything else. Every part of her wants to crack open and cry. Release all the guilt, anger, sadden, and regret bottled up inside of her. But she can’t. Not yet. Not until Glimmer is safe and sound. She has to stay strong for Glimmer. All her energy has to go into that and not into a breakdown.
She starts thinking about the plan, hoping to distract herself. Everyone has split up. While being all together has many benefits, it also is dangerous as it risk everyone getting captured at once. Splitting up can cover more ground as well. Adora, Bow, and King Micah go one way, Perfuma, Mermista, and Sea Hawk in another, and finally Scorpia, Frosta, and Entrapta together in a different direction. Swift Wind has taken to the skies to fly between the groups, giving updates between everyone and if needed, relaying information back to the guards at Brightmoon castle.
Everything will be fine, everything is going to be okay, Adora thinks to herself. You’ll get Glimmer back and then from there you can figure out what the heck to do about Horde Prime. With everyone back together, you’ll be able to figure out what to do.
But what if you don’t get to her in time? What if you let everyone down and let them die like Angella? What if you are leading everyone to their death? Some hero you are…
Adora lets out a growl. Why won’t her mind shut up? She just has to get Glimmer back. Everything will be fine then... Just. Get. Glimmer. Back.
Her face and back scars start to itch again. She holds her head in her free hand. Why is she so dead set on getting Glimmer back? Yes, she wants to protect her friend and get her back safe and sound. After going through so much together in this war, there isn’t anything she wouldn’t do for her. The queen is her best friend. You will do anything for a best friend, right? But there is something else there. Something else driving her to rescue Glimmer. She cannot put her finger on it but it makes her heart ache.
A sound startles her. Adora jumps to her feet, her sword tight in her hands. She stands like a statue, holding her breath, waiting for someone to appear out of nowhere. After a few moments, a small mammal appears with a large seed in its mouth. It looks at her for a moment before casually walking back into the darkness. Adora relaxes her shoulders.
Some hero you are. Getting scared by a small rodent. How will you save Glimmer?
Adora groans and stabs her sword into the dirt.
“Adora?”
She turns her head slowly. King Micah has propped himself up on his arm. His dark eyes look at her with concern. She frees her sword and sits back down on the ground. “If you are worried about me, I am fine.”
“I highly doubt anyone is fine in this time of stress. Do you want to talk about it?”
“No. I just want this all to be a bad dream and I will wake up and everything will be fine. Glimmer will be safe, the Sword of Protection will still be whole, and we wouldn’t have an army of airships above us.”
“If there is anything I have learned from being on Beast Island for years, is that no matter how tough things get, not to give up. Eventually things will work out. And if Glimmer is anything like I remember her, and from what you two told me on the way back here she is, she will be fine. My baby girl has always been a spitfire, ready to take on the world.”
“You’re not wrong there,” Adora sighs. “She is one of the bravest and most headstrong people I have ever met. I don’t know what I would do without her. Things...haven’t been great between us recently, but I want to get her back so I can fix that. So I can be with her again. Even with the Horde army around, everything will be fine with her around.”
Quiet fills the air. Adora doesn’t realize she spoke her last couple of sentences out loud until Micah speaks up.
“You care a lot about her, don’t you? Would you do anything for her?” he asks.
“I’d give anything to have her back. She...she makes everything right.”
Micah processes this. “Well, I am glad she has you as a...friend. She deserves someone like you. You two are perfect for each other.”
Adora raises an eyebrow.
“You should rest. I only need a little bit of rest after living on the island. Gotta stay on your toes. And I sure can go looking for some bugs to eat. Don’t argue with me. I’ll be fine.”
Adora shuts her mouth, her rebuttal stuck in her throat. He does have a point there, about living on the island of scary, deadly monsters part. Begrudgingly, she takes a spot next to Bow and lets herself rest.
Glimmer watches the guard walking up and down the hall. Their footsteps echo off the walls. Slowly, the sound fades out. For only a moment, there is silence before footsteps come back. A new guard appears before disappearing. Over and over again this occurs. Glimmer has no idea how many guards there are. All of them are clones after all and look the same. She bites down on her thumb.
“How are we doing, Sparkles?” Catra asks, being careful to make sure only the queen can hear.
“Can you stop calling me that?” Glimmer asks, snapping her head around.
“What do you want me to call you then? Your majesty?”
Glimmer sticks out her hands, palms up, frustrated. “Can we not do this right now. Fine, call me Sparkles.”
“Alright, sorry. But seriously, what’s going on.”
Glimmer takes another look out her prison cell. One of the clones is wandering around. Glimmer walks away from the front and sits next to Catra. “I have no idea how we are going to do this. We only have a brief moment where there isn’t a guard. And who knows how many of them are around.”
“If that moment is all we got, then we have to take it. I’m sure there is something here that can fly us off this ship.”
“Are you sure about that? Is there honestly no other plan?”
“Unless you got something, I got nothing.”
Glimmer grumbles. “No, I don’t. Fine. Alright. If we do manage to get past the guards and not get caught what do we do from there? Don’t forget, we are powerless and weaponless at the moment.”
“You and the princesses rely on your powers so much. I only had my wit and claws as a kid to survive. And all you need is some dumb luck also.”
Glimmer pinches the bridge of her nose. “Is this what you and Adora did in the Fright Zone? Both of you just going off into the most dangerous situations that probably will end up getting you killed.”
“What the hell did Adora do?”
“Went off to Beast Island to find Entrapta! I honestly have no idea if she was the reason Light Hope’s plan stopped or if she got killed there.”
“She went where?!? ”
“BEAST ISLAND! She ran off with Bow and didn’t listen to me and even if she was right about the Heart of Etheria she still went behind my back and now I don’t know if she is dead or alive or if I will ever get to see her again or if everything will be fine between us because I pretty much told her she killed my mother!”
Glimmer gasps for air. Her blood is boiling and she wants to punch the closest thing to her but knocking out Catra won’t help anyone. Her hands shake even as she holds them in fist, trying to contain an outburst. Did that fight and going behind her back happen barely twenty-four hours ago? Oh, how she wishes to go back in time and try to right her wrong.
All that has happened between you and her. If she is dead you’ll never forgive yourself.
The anger inside of her starts to dissipate. Slowly, a new sensation takes over. Instead of hot, blinding anger, a cold, anxious worry take a hold. She has to get back to Etheria, to Brightmoon, to her people, to Adora. She has to know if everyone is alright. She has to know if Adora is alive.
“Wow, even after Double Trouble caused you all to be at each other’s throats, you still care about her, huh? Even after driving her away?” Catra says.
Glimmer looks at Catra. She is shocked to find a hurt filled but understanding expression on her face. When she sees the queen looking at her, Catra turns her gaze down to the floor. “We’ll get back to her. Make things right. But first we have to get out of here and that means settling on a plan.”
“Right…Right!” Glimmer stands back up, a new sense of confidence in her, and heads to the front of the cell. The guards still go about their routine. Everything has to be perfect. They only got one shot at this. More likely than not, if they are caught, they are going to be killed. Glimmer is not about to sit idly around and do nothing when her planet and loved ones are in danger. If she dies, hopefully it won’t be in vain. If she does make it out alive, she will talk to Adora. Everything will be fine in the end.
She looks around for any last-ditch ideas. Not much in the cell. Only her, Catra, a cold, stiff bed, metal walls surrounding them, and an air vent.
“Catra, how small are you?” Glimmer asks.
“The hell type of question is that?” Catra hisses.
Glimmer points at the air vent. “I don’t think I can fit through there. If I did, it will be a tight squeeze. If you can get in there, hopefully it leads outside. We can get a better idea on how many guards are out there and maybe take them on. Hopefully they won’t notice you are gone if they look in here.”
“So you are using me as bait like Adora?”
“ Don’t! Look we only got two ideas. Both are pretty shitty. So what do you want to do?”
Catra takes a moment to think, weighing her opinions. With a grumble she agrees to climb into the vent. Together, the unlikely pair carefully work together to undo the cover carefully, keeping a close eye out. Once it is gone, Catra enters it. Before she disappears, Glimmer wishes her luck. Her once bitter enemy stops, her arms in the vent. “Thanks...Glimmer. I’ll see you on the other side.”
With that, she disappears. Glimmer takes a seat on the bed. “Yeah...you too, Catra.” And I’ll see you too, Adora.
How long has this night gone on? It seems like forever and that it will never end. But she still have to push on. Not until she knows that Glimmer is safe. Not until they are back together and in each others arms. But it is starting to become harder to do anything, however. Soldiers from above are now stomping around on the ground. Getting caught is slippery.
Adora and Bow duck behind a line of trees. Both pant, trying to catch their breath. Adora looks over her shoulder, seeing if the coast is finally clear and hoping they did not get spotted. They seem to be fine. Adora takes a moment to relax slightly by resting on a trunk of one of the trees. This has been a lot harder than she thought it would.
The world really has gone to shit, hasn’t it? It is going to be a challenge to fix any of this. But one step at a time. Things are already tougher now that King Micah has split off to distract some soldiers. Hopefully he is alright. After finally getting home it would be a horrible thing not to get to enjoy his time back. That’s all anyone can do it seems. Hope everything turns out alright. But there is no more time to waste. Adora and Bow move again.
They keep moving even as their legs hurt. They keep moving even as their bodies beg for more sleep. They start to slow down but keep moving. They are so tired they start to think they are seeing things on the horizon. But when it starts to grow closer and take shape of two humanoids, Adora and Bow skid to a halt. Both of them clutch their weapons, not knowing if they are friend or foe.
“What do you think we should do?” Bow asks.
Adora remains silent. She squints, trying to make out the figures. There is something familiar about them. One is taller and scrawnier than the other. They are barefoot and seems to have brown animal traits. The other smaller and curvy. A cape follows behind them and they are colored in purple and pink. Adora’s heart nearly stops upon realizing who is heading to them. Without saying anything, she runs towards them.
“Hey!” Bow shouts. Adora hears him following her. She doesn’t slow down, wanting to reach them as fast as she can. The figures stop for a moment seeing her run but they seem to recognize what is going on as they pick up their own pace. As the gap closes, Adora practically tackles herself against the queen of Brightmoon.
“Oh, gods, I can’t believe you are okay! I was so scared!” Adora says. She rests her forehead on Glimmer’s as tears start to stream down her face.
“I can say the same about you. I’m so glad you made it off of Beast Island. But where’s B-BOW!”
Bow has finally reached the group. Glimmer lets go of Adora and throws herself at her friend.
“What am I, chopped-liver?” Catra says. Adora faces her childhood friend, not knowing what to say or do. The last few items they have seen each other, they have been at each other’s throats. But now Adora has found her with Glimmer, running from who knows what. Catra seems to be feeling the same way. Her tail twitches and she averts her eyes from Adora’s gaze. Swallowing a lump in her throat, Adora finally speaks.
“What are...What happened? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine and so is Sparkles,” Catra tells her. She looks behind her for a moment. “But I don’t think we have enough time to explain everything. We are running out of time. But long story, we somehow managed to get out of Hordak Prime’s ship without getting ourselves killed. We can talk later. I just don’t know if anyone followed us.”
“Right…”
Adora turns towards Glimmer. There are so many things she wants to say in case anything happens but Catra is right. There is no time for it. Glimmer seems to be debating saying something as well but an explosion in the distance catches everyone’s attention. They know they need to move, regroup, and plan from there. With barely any more exchange between the four, they head out.