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“What is it?” Lance raised an eyebrow, if he was being totally honest it just looked like a pile of metal and wires.
Pidge rolled her eyes, “Well you see Lance after meeting the Olkari I realized that I could widen the range of transmissions sent out and picked up. I could potentially set up a completely organic communication network which would be immune to interception.”
“So, what you can pick up farts now?” Lance said jestingly earning a look of daggers from pidge.
“How dare you.” Pidge hissed as she zapped the blue paladin with a baton that sat next to her.
“Well actually it probably could…” Hunk trailed off as Pidge raised the baton towards him in warning.
“You are both terrible.”
Lance went to retort in with some cheeky remark but was cut off by a weird buzzing sound. It was like the machine was full of angry bees next to a foaming river.
“What the hell is that?”
Pidge couldn’t hide her excitement, “Its working! Quickly go get Shiro and Allura!”
Seconds later, all of the members of the castle of lions had gathered around the little device.
“What is it saying?” Allura asked as she poked it.
Pidge batted her hand away, “Let me just hook it up to my computer and run it through an inception… It’s coordinates. I think this is a distress signal.”
“What do you want to do Princess?” Shiro asked.
“I think we should go. If they use similar technology as the Olkari te reis no telling what I could learn from them.” Pidge fluttered her eyelids, “It could be good for the coalition as well.”
“Well you do sound convincing Pidge and I guess those coordinates aren’t very far anyway. We might as well take a break and check it out.”
Pidge let out a whoop of elation and grabbed Hunk who was just pleased to be involved.
The planet seemed completely deserted, but not just deserted, it looked like there hadn’t been anyone living there for centuries. Pidge set up her drone to scan for life signs but as expected there was nothing so instead the team walked through the empty streets marvelling at the amazing infrastructure. It was obvious that this was once a mighty and proud civilisation and it was unnerving to see it empty.
Eventually they came to the centre of the city, it was impossible to avoid really as it seemed that as they got closer every path guided them to the impressive structure that towered above all others. It was hard to plaster a description across it, it kind of looked like a human cathedral but like it had bubbled up organically from the ground like a lava flow. The building had a gaping mouth three times as tall as a man that called the paladins inside.
Inside wasn’t any less intimidating, a large foyer that was drenched in an ominous green lighting. Keith and Shiro shared a look as Shiro pushed open the large door at the far end, something didn’t feel right. Inside the throne room there was a half-melted throne made out of black shiny stone that looked like the earth’s obsidian.
Wasting no time at all Lance draped himself across the throne, seemingly unaware of the freaky aura coming from it that made the others keep their distance. Waving a lazy hand, Lance suddenly froze and stared at the other wall. A tall silver glaze seemed to drip down the wall opposite the throne reflecting his form in a twisted, uncanny way. It seemed to only reflect darkness as it rang out, shrill through the air but no one could hear it but Lance.
“Naturally, Lance is like a magpie to his own reflection.” Pidge let out a barky laugh.
“No, this is weird...” Lance started, “I can’t stop looking at it.”
“Okay? Lance, we know you love yourself but that’s a bit weird.” Pidge raised an eyebrow.
Then one by one the high-pitched ringing reached the rest of the team’s ears and their eyes were draw to the mirror. Lances reflection seemed to glow, and a tremor emanated from the earth.