Nothing is Good in War Except it's Ending-Voltron x Reader

Chapter Thirty-Two: Nunarae's Back!

Charging wasn't the best idea I've had.

Six Galra soldiers against one human with a seemingly dormant goddess of the dead in her ear, while her entire team sat behind her, injured and wailing for her not to attack.

I'm smart, aren't I?

I sliced right through one of them, kicking him to the floor with all my might. I quickly dodged a blaster, and tripped another. One down, one stunned, four more to go.

Simple.

"I'm back, what'd I miss?" Nunarae announced, causing me to scream (hoarsely) in surprise, causing me to stumble and trip over one of the unmoving bodies.

"NUNARAE'S BACK!" Pidge exclaimed, earning looks from the other paladins. I noticed that Shiro was okay, but he looked to be in pain.

"OH NO I'm so sorry. I never meant for something like this to happen while I was gone. Geez gods almighty." She rambled her apologies while I rolled away from another blaster attack.

"YOU ARE SO NOT HELPFUL AT THE MOMENT!" I yelled.

Bro looked awfully confused.

"GODDESS!" I called over to him. He nodded, signifying that he understood.

Lucky for me, the four Galra soldiers left standing looked a little lost, unsure if this 'Nunarae' thing was a code or something I assumed. I easily knocked them out.

I stood there, breathing heavily for a moment, before stumbling over to the group of males. (Except for Pidge, but we're keeping them in the low)

"We need to go. They know we're here." I said quickly. "Get Shiro up."

Keith and Lance hoisted him up. I reached up and felt his forehead. It was moderately warmer than it should've been.

"Nunarae, health report." I muttered.

"Broken ribs." She said immediately. "I'm suspicious that he charged head on and got punched in the gut. Is that true?" She asked the Paladins archly.

Keith and Lance muttered something under their breath, Hunk shuffled on his feet awkwardly, and Pidge averted their gaze.

"I'll take that as a yes." Nunarae sighed. "I confirm this injury is the cause of idiocy."

"Great." I sighed, letting my sword disappear into a bayard again. "Let's get going."

"I'm coming with." Bro stated, tramping over and grabbing one of the Galra's hand guns.

"Oh, you would've had no choice in the matter." I said, and helped the others back through the hallways, defeating Galra along the way.