Defenders of the Universe - SU/VLD (Adopted by jorge.Fuentes18)

Chapter 11: Liberation of the Balmera

"Commander Prorok," Zarkon said, sitting on his throne while he stared at the holo-screen of the Galran Commander stationed at Balmera X-95-Vox. Prorok looked like a normal Galra, with the only noticeable difference being his stockier figure and plumper face.

"My Lord, of... of what do... do I owe the pleasure?" The stout Galra nervously asked his Emperor with a royal salute.

"I am bestowing to you a new assignment relating to your current position." Zarkon plainly said.

"I am honored you would choose me, my Emperor." Prorok thanked, saluting once more. "I won't let you down."

"Be careful with your choice of words." Zarkon aggravatingly responded. "I recall you saying the same thing when I sent you to retrieve the Blue Lion."

"A... And that was a... all my fault... sire." The Galran Commander stuttered and gulped. "But I won't fail you this time. L... like Commander Sendak said, may he rest in peace, Victory or Death!"

"Your assignment is to battle Voltron," Zarkon stated.

"V... Voltron?" Prorok hesitantly asked.

"Before Sendak met his end; he informed Haggar and I that the Paladins are on their way to your Balmera." Zarkon summed up.

"Then my fleet shall capture him in the name of the Galra Empire," Prorok stated boldly.

"No," Zarkon said. "The Fire of Purification couldn't stand up to Voltron, so what makes you think your cruisers can?" Prorok remained silent as sweated; trying to come up with an answer that he did not have. "And there is no need to capture him." Zarkon began anew. "Haggar's Deathblack Beastman will see to that."

"My Lord, why... do you trust the witch over the capability of your soldiers?" Prorok calmly asked his Emperor. "What... what if Voltron's victory against Sendak was pure luck... maybe he's not as powerful as you..."

"Do not claim to know more about Voltron's capabilities!" Zarkon furiously shouted as he rose from his throne. "He is referred to as the most powerful weapon in the universe for a reason. Do not forget that."

"I... I did not mean to anger you, my Lord." Prorok nervously apologized, sweating more now than he did before.

"Haggar has my trust." Zarkon reminded the stout commander as he sat back on his throne. "Remember, I carry more patience for her than I do for the likes of you. You are to battle Voltron, and only battle him, until the Deathblack Beastman arrives; any disobedience of that order will carry consequences. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, my Lord!" Prorok shouted, banging his fist on his breastplate. "Your will shall be carried out! Vrepit Sa!"

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Haggar stood in Castle Doom's hangar, overlooking a massive, coffin-shaped ship; which contained her weapon against Voltron. "The Gem Quintessence we have extracted shall make this Beastman far more powerful than any other I've created," Haggar told her fellow Druids, who stood next to her.

"What shall you have us do with the... ones that are no longer of use?" One of the sorcerers asked; curious about what's to be done with the deceased Gems.

"Dispose of them however you see fit," Haggar answered. "They are no longer a necessity."

"We are ready to launch the Coffin on your command, mistress." Another Druid respectfully asked.