Chapter 8

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Keith's pov:

With me not being part of Voltron anymore things were a little tough. Not seeing anyone was the hardest part. I loved the team. More than anything I missed the red lion but I know lance was taking great care of it.

"Hey Keith, um Coran needs us for, um, something."

Lance walked into the room his right hand gripping his left arm like he was hurt.

"Ok, hey are you ok?"

"Yeah why?"

"You're grabbing your arm. Did you hurt it?"

"Oh my arm, I did something to it on the mission, no worries."

"Ok I'm gonna trust you, let me know if it starts to get worse."

"I will, now come on let's go find the others. I heard it's important."

"We must go then."

And just like that we were out the door.

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