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It was all going according to plan until Pidge found a radio signal leading to a base of theirs. Of course, Team Voltron couldn't see the base because it was warped into a pocket dimension, but Keith knew it was there; he had to stop them or he would be exposed.
“Guys, there isn't anything there”. Keith had been acting following what the mission required and the instructions from Kolivan, making it easy for him to pretend. Of course, when Shiro found him, still living on Earth, he was impulsive and easily aggravated, but that had changed along with his appearance.
Being in space and around his newfound family, he gained more Galra features and a new personality. An alarm blared. “Someone is in the castle,” the princess shouted. Keith could sense that one of the blades was on the ship, just not which one. Allura and Shiro had ordered Pidge and Keith to go down the west hallway, Shiro and Lance to go east. When Pidge had discovered that Ulaz was on the ship, she immediately devised a plan for them to attack on both sides, behind and in front. But when they were defeated, Ulaz looked down at Keith as he shook his head ‘not yet’ he motioned. Everything was running smoothly Ulaz abided by his wants and announced he was friendly and didn't want to hurt anyone. Pidge called back to where Allura and Shiro were and told them that the Galra said they weren't here to harm. After Ulaz was put in interstellar cuffs, he was investigated and asked questions about where he was from and why he didn't want to hurt anyone. He explained that they stumbled upon a base, the blade of marmora base. Of course, the rest of them didn't know what a ‘blade of marmora was’ as Lance said. Ulaz had to explain that there was a rebellion that had been forming for almost a hundred years to take down Zarkon and the Galra Empire; he also showed them the hidden base, which hunk described as a ‘space taco’. After Ulaz had described and shown what Team Voltron had found, another alarm sounded, “You were followed” Ulaz had shouted.