It hadn't taken long for Coran to take over the couch in Nayni's quarters. It had only been a few days but he'd already had brought his own red silken comforter and a ridiculous, guilded, fluffy pillow. A stack of his clothes was neatly folded in the corner of her living room. As far as she knew, he'd barely been to his quarters since the funeral plans had begun. A set of datapads was now permanently spread out across her coffee table. Things had been so chaotic around the Royal Palace that Nayni doubted anyone had actually noticed that he'd taken up residence with her for the time being.

There was a little worry nagging in the back of her head. She was fearful that someone would notice and suspect something was going on between them that actually wasn't. Part of her didn't want him to leave either. Things were still rather professional but she found herself smiling every morning when she stepped out of her bedroom and saw him snoring on her couch. He'd leave eventually. He'd have to. Unless she asked him to stay forever and with everything going on now there was even less of a chance of that happening.

Today was the day that Zarkon and Honerva were to be laid to rest. It felt surreal. Nayni had laid out her regalia and a unsophisticated pink suit on her bed. She just kept staring at them unable to decide on what would be more appropriate. She'd worn the regalia with a silken pink sash to Tomyko's funeral but that had been so much more intimate of an occasion. It wasn't Nayni's gift to know what was appropriate for what occasion. Nothing seemed appropriate for this.

Nayni scratched her head. Her hair was still damp from her shower. Her Guardsmen were on double duty today. All of them had been called in. She didn't want to take any risks. The universe was in mourning and people did drastic and crazy things when the unexpected happened. The more loyal guns she had to rely on, the better she felt about everything. They didn't need another tragedy on their hands. Nayni peeked out her bedroom door.

Coran was already dressed. He was in a simple pink suit and running a comb through his red hair. Dark circles were under his eyes. He'd been under so much stress. She wanted to take it all away. Allowing herself to be distracted by her feelings for him was absolutely not an option now. Nayni awkwardly tugged on her undershirt to make sure that it was covering as much as possible.

"Mister Smythe," Nayni said. "Could you assist me for a moment?"

Coran's gaze flickered up to meet hers. Even this exhausted he still looked completely and utterly perfect to her. He came over to her and leaned in her doorway. They both looked over the two outfits laid across her bed. He was actually smiling. It'd been a few days since she'd seen that.

"You're not wearing that suit," Coran said. "It looks like it's been sitting in your closet doing nothing but collecting dust and thread mites."

Nayni really couldn't protest this.

"That's probably because that's exactly what its been doing," Nayni sighed.

He chuckled.

"Your regalia would be good. It'll be nice to have Altean servicemen represented there too." Coran said.

She was pretty sure he was just telling her this to make her feel better about having such limited options. There were going to be plenty of uniformed Alteans paying their respects. Adding Nayni into the mix wasn't really going to boost that support very much. She reached for her sash and regalia. Coran hadn't moved. She stared at him awkwardly. They'd gotten rather casual with each other over the past few days but not to the point that she was fine with him watching her undress.

"Um-Mister Smythe," Nayni said.

Coran went rigid. His ears and cheeks flushed and he tried to mask his embarrassment with a smile.

"Right, oh, I'll just um—leave you to it," Coran said.

He always raised his voice slightly when he was ashamed of himself. He slipped out of the doorway. Once the door closed behind him Nayni started to put on her uniform. It'd been a bit of time since she'd worn her regalia. She was a tad alarmed that it felt a bit tighter around her waist than it used to. Maybe all those sweets and binge-watching hadn't been the best for her figure. She ran her fingers over the polished gold buttons. Nayni gave herself a once over in the mirror. This was as good as it was going to get.

Nayni emerged from her bedroom. Coran still seemed rather distraught. He'd been stuck in that state since the news of Zarkon had broke. His eyes flickered over her body. It made her feel rather strange. She liked it but he left her feeling so exposed.

"We should get going," Nayni said.

Her voice cracked a little but she tried to mask that.

"Just a moment," Coran said.

He crept over to her. Coran was so close that she could practically taste his cologne. His fingers ran over the silken, pink sash across her chest. He straightened it and smoothed out the wrinkles. His touch was driving her crazy. She wanted to push him away but she was living for this. Nayni looked up at him as he adjusted the collar of her regalia. His gloved fingers were brushing against the tender skin of her neck. A chill ran down her spine.

Coran took a step back and gave her the old up-down again. He smiled warmly and her heart melted.

"Now you're perfect," Coran said. "Well, you always were, this is just some extra frills and lace."

Nayni thought she was going to faint after that comment. She just tried to take in some deep breaths to smother the flood of panic and excitement. Even amidst all this death, he still felt the need to get her flustered. Nayni forced herself to scowl at him.

"Are we to continue standing about like a couple of idiots or are we getting back to work?" Nayni snapped.

There wasn't time for this nonsense anymore. There wouldn't be any time for quite a while to come now. She was being harsh, she knew that but she didn't know how to get through this any other way.

"And there is so much work to be done," Coran sighed.

He knew it too. She didn't need to remind him. Of all the people in the Palace, he was the most aware of what was to come. Nayni felt a twinge of guilt now. They'd teased each other quite a bit over the years but he didn't need that right now. She rested her thick hand on his shoulder and gave him a gentle pat.

"Today will be the hardest," Nayni said. "But after this, things will slowly start getting easier until its back to normal."

Coran reached for her hand and squeezed it tightly. Zarkon's death hadn't just completely shifted the face of intergalactic society. It'd really started to blur the lines of their already complicated relationship.

"You're right, Madame Nordontu," Coran said. "It can't get much worse than this."

He smiled weakly. It was quite the mess they had to deal with but she was confident in his abilities. She was confident in King Alfor. For now, Voltron was missing its heart and soul. But Nayni suspected that the King could step into that role. Of all of the Paladins, he was the most qualified. The construction of the Lions was bound to his very bones. Once Voltron was fully restored, the universe had nothing to fear.

The Castle's alarm system started blaring. Coran and Nayni were intertwined in their bed, tangled in the blue sheets. The screech of the alarm immediately pulled Nayni from her slumber. The jolt made her start to slip out of the bed. She tried to flail her way free but the sheets had been thoroughly wrapped around the both of them. Nayni slammed into the cold, hard floor with Coran in tow. They both groaned. Coran tried to push himself up as Nayni tried to rip the sheets off of them. A devilish grin crept across his face. He looked down at her and flashed her a wink.

"Well waking up on top of you isn't the worst way to start the day," Coran said.

Nayni threw off the last of the sheets. She grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him to the ground. She pinned him to the floor and straddled him. He seemed to be enjoying that even more.

"This works too," Coran said.

The Castle alarm continued to blare. Red lights were flashing within their quarters. Nayni scrambled to her feet and started throwing on her clothes. She tossed Coran his shirt and started tugging on her tight pants. Shiro's voice boomed over the loudspeaker and drowned out the screeching of the alarm.

"All hands on deck! Keith and the Blades are in trouble!" Shiro bellowed.

Coran buttoned up his uniform with more fervor. Nayni tugged on her boots and lept to her feet. She was much better at leaping into action on a moments notice than he was. She grabbed Coran by the collar. She helped him finish buttoning up his shirt. She tugged on his shirt to make sure it was perfectly straightened out. It was remarkable how quickly the mood in the room had shifted.

By the time they were out in the hallway, the Paladins were already running to their Lions, fully clad in their armor. Coran grabbed Nayni by the hand and lead her down the hallway. She could hardly keep up with him. Her boots kept slipping on the slick surface of the floor. Everyone knew where they were supposed to go but it still felt like total chaos to Nayni. She was going to have to help Coran with the Castle defenses again. She hadn't gotten in much more practice either so she was terrified.

When they reached the bridge, Nayni was gasping for air. Sweat was rolling down the back of her neck. Shiro popped on his helmet as Coran leaped for the main control panel. Nayni could hear the sounds of laser fire and explosions coming over the transmitter. Coran was frantically typing into the console to lock on to Keith's coordinates.

"Guys, guys!" Keith shouted over the radio.

There was the sound of an explosion and he grunted.

"I need you here, like right now!" Keith pleaded.

Shiro sprinted off of the bridge. The Black Paladin was gone in a blur. The monitor projection in front of Coran began to flash with red.

"We're locked onto your coordinates, Keith, just hang in there," Coran said.

Nayni braced herself on the control panel. Her hands moved over the console as she prepped the Castle's weapons systems. She was so focused on getting things set up that she hardly had the opportunity to feel any anxiety.

"Allura! We're ready to wormhole!" Coran said over the intercom.

"I'm on it!" Allura responded.

The Castle hummed. The sound slowly grew louder as the Teludav powered up. Nayni glanced over her shoulder to Coran nervously.

"Try not to vomit this time, my dear," Coran said.

Nayni gritted her teeth. She watched the undulating purple surface of the portal erupt in the abyss of space. The Castle rumbled as it plummeted towards the wormhole's opening. No matter how many times she'd been through, it was still dreadful. The Castle dove into the portal, violet lightning shot out from the tunnel walls and licked the sleek white surface of the Castle's hull. Nayni felt like her organs had been removed from her body and shoved back in the wrong way. She clung to the control panel as they passed through the other end of the wormhole.

They exploded onto the battlefield. The Blade of Marmora fighters were swirling around the asteroid field as they dodged the cascade of red laser fire. The five Lions launched onto the scene. Their colorful streaks trailed behind them as they weaved through the battle. Nayni and Coran were frozen as they looked at the scene before them. Nayni had to cover her mouth to try and hold in her vomit. She couldn't believe what they were seeing.

It looked like the Castle. It looked just like the Castle but something was off. Its particle barrier was a shade of crimson and the swarm of defense drones that were streaming from it looked foreign. The towering obsidian vessel was creeping out of a massive rift. It was surrounded by crackling violet lighting and a cloud of glittering debris. The light pouring from the rift was blinding. It wasn't possible. None of this was possible.

"Is everybody else seeing the same thing?" Hunk said over the transmitter.

A stray round of red laser fire flew towards them and Nayni barely deployed the Castle's particle barrier in time. A purple and orange fighter swooped across their field of view. It expertly wove between the laser fire with the grace of a dancer. A chill ran down Nayni's back when that familiar voice crackled over the radio.

"Now probably isn't the best time to discuss this," Lotor said over the transmitter.

The Other Castle fired off its main cannon and the massive red beam slammed into their particle barrier. A slew of alarms went off on Coran's monitor. Nayni was typing into the control panel frantically. She was firing off everything that she could. She thought of the footage that Keith had sent them. The smoldering remains of the Galra fleet hadn't been defeated by Lotor. They'd been taken out by whatever this vessel before them was. She was shaken to the core. Everything about this felt so wrong.

She wasn't the only one that was frozen in shock. The Paladins flew around the chaos, simply dodging the attacks before they finally came together again. She watched the Lions soar upward in formation. The explosion of light and color flashed like a beacon in the heat of the battle and Voltron was before them once again. Nayni watched the superweapon dive for a cluster of the enemy drones. Voltron sliced through them with its sword as if they were made of paper. A string of small explosions spread out across the battlefield.

The Other Castle focused all of its fire on Voltron. The robot's green arm lifted up the massive shield. The red lasers slammed into the shield, sparks bounced in every direction and Voltron was pushed back into an asteroid. Nayni let out a gasp. Her chest tightened with fear. The Other Castle was powering up its main cannon again. The red glow grew brighter and brighter with every tik that went by. Voltron flew out of the path of the laser just in time. The beam sliced through the asteroid and left a cloud of dust in its wake.

Lotor's ship wove through the asteroid field. He fired off his cannons and the massive rounds slammed into the Other Castle's red barrier. They did nothing. The Blades ships barely dodged another round of laser fire from the enemy vessel. Every attack they went for barely put a dent in the Other Castle's barrier. Voltron had made quick work of the defense drones but more of them just poured out onto the field. Another fighter entered the fray. It looked like it was constructed in a fashion similar to that of the Other Castle but it was attacking their forces. It couldn't have been one of their allies. That fighter was trying to help Voltron.

The transmission module crackled. Nayni could barely understand what anyone was saying. They must've been jamming their communications. She could barely make out Shiro's voice as he pleaded over the radio waves.

"Guys, we need to get out of here. They're just going to keep on coming," Shiro said.

His voice was barely audible over the static. The radio chatter was flooded with broken up voices. Nayni was trying to smother the panic rising within her. When they'd fought the Galra, they could still talk to each other. They were against an enemy they were familiar with. This was something else. This was something completely beyond their understanding. Nayni could hear Allura's voice trying to break through the radio interference. Another voice that was oddly familiar came through instead.

"I'll distract them! Lotor and the rest of you lot, just get out of here!"

Nayni knew that voice. She knew she'd heard that voice before but it couldn't be real. It sounded too different. It couldn't be what she thought it was. Coran started typing coordinates into the main control panel. They didn't know for sure but it seemed that another Teludave jump was inevitable. Nayni tried to lay down covering fire for their comrades. Coran slammed his hand on the transmit button, their ears were assaulted with a loud crackling static.

"Princess! We're ready to make the jump!" Coran shouted.

He looked to Nayni, his eyes were full of terror. They had no way of knowing if they could hear them. Nayni was shaking. More shots from the Other Castle slammed into their barrier. Nayni braced herself on the control panel as the Castle shook. Allura's voice kept crackling over the speakers.

"I can't-" Allura said.

A fresh wave of static muffled her words.

"-something's wrong."

This wasn't happening. Nayni watched Voltron block another round of laser fire with its shield. How much longer could they hold out? She whirled around, a loose strand of brown hair fell in her face. She couldn't watch this. She felt like she was drowning.

"Coran we have to do something!" Nayni cried. "That's our girl out there!"

The Castle shook again as it endured another assault. The warning lights for the particle barrier started going off on Nayni's control panel. They wouldn't be able to take much more of this. The radio chatter was full of the sounds of desperate screams and pleas for a reply. Sweat was running down the bridge of Coran's nose. His eyes were darting all over his main monitor.

"Maybe I can power the jump," Coran stammered.

Not many Alteans were capable of powering the Teludav and, as far as Nayni knew, he'd never done it. Another blast slammed into their particle barrier. The blue dome encompassing the Castle started to flicker. They were running out of time.

"Are you certain?" Nayni pressed.

This was incredibly dangerous. Allura was a powerful Altean Alchemist and she'd been born to do this. Coran nodded but he didn't seem entirely sure of himself.

"I watched my great-grandfather build this vessel," Coran said. "It's in my blood."

That was true but Nayni was still crippled with fear. This could kill him. But if they didn't try something she would lose all of them.

"If you end up dead, Mister Smythe, I will bring you back to life so I can punch you in the face," Nayni said.

Coran flashed her his silver grin. She couldn't help but smile too. Coran opened up the communication channels again.

"Get ready to wormhole," Coran said. "I'm going to open up the portal."

Nayni clenched onto the corners of her control panel. They were only met with the sound of more static and broken up chatter. She watched the Marmora fighters pull back. Lotor's ship hung close to Voltron and the rest of their forces. Her heart was pounding so ferociously she thought it was going to give out. Coran held out his hands and the two control pillars rose out of the floor. He looked at Nayni nervously. He tried to give her a comforting smile but it had no effect on her.

"You might have to pilot us through to the other side," Coran said.

He was trying to sound calm but she could detect a twinge of fear in his voice.

"-that's only if I pass out," Coran said.

They were definitely going to die if Nayni had to pilot the Castle for even a few tiks. She just nodded. She was afraid if she opened her mouth that she'd try to stop him. Red laser fire rained down around them. Coran closed his eyes. His brow was furrowed in concentration. That familiar aquamarine light radiated from him. The Castle shook and bucked. Coran's knees started to tremble. He clung to the pillars as sweat rolled down the side of his face. The Castle jerked forward and the Teludav fired off. The violet portal opened up before them. Coran braced himself on the pillars.

Nayni watched their comrades dive into the wormhole. Coran's face had gone pale as he steered the Castle into the portal. His limbs were trembling. The Castle jerked and swayed as they tumbled through the portal. They toppled through to the other side. Violet lightning crackled as the portal closed behind them. Voltron and their allies hovered around them.

Coran collapsed on the ground. Nayni felt like her heart was being torn right from her chest. She stumbled as she ran over to him. He was crumpled on the floor. He looked like an injured little bird. The tears were already pouring down her olive cheeks. She was shaking so much she could barely pull his head into her lap. His skin was so pale and he felt cold to the touch. Nayni cradled him in her arms.

"Coran, please-Coran," Nayni stammered.

It was taking all of her will not to completely fall apart. She ripped off her gloves and ran her finger along his neck. She could feel his pulse. Barely. She clung to him desperately. He felt so limp in her arms. He'd done it. He'd saved them. She pushed back a red curl from his damp forehead.

Dozens of warnings were flashing across the main interface. The alarms were echoing throughout the Castle. She didn't know what to do about any of that. Nayni could hear the sound of the Paladins voices coming over the transmitter. They were arguing with Keith and Lotor. The debate was growing more and more heated with every tik that passed. She couldn't focus on their words. She just kept staring at Coran's face.

His lips were barely parted. His clothes and his hair were drenched with sweat. Nayni's hand trembled as she ran her fingers through his hair. She kept kissing him on the forehead. His cold, salty sweat was clinging to her lips. She was trying to hold back the sobs that were struggling to escape. It was a losing battle. Allura let out a frustrated growl over the radio waves.

"Everyone just shut up!" Allura snapped.

The transmitter fell silent. Nayni stared at the main control panel. They'd made it. They had that at least. Nayni's heart skipped a beat when she felt Coran lightly touch at her arm. She couldn't help but let out a weak chuckle when she looked back at him. His eyes were barely open but he seemed to be beaming. Nayni cupped his face in her hands and she smiled through the tears.

"I-I did it," Coran said weakly. "They're okay."

Nayni pulled him closer. She smothered him with kisses. He wasn't in the state to fight her off. Allura's voice came over the transmitter again.

"Nanny, how's everything on the Castle?" Allura asked.

Even over the transmission module, Nayni could hear the fear in the Princess's voice. Nayni reached for the transmit button. Her hand was still shaking so hard she could barely tell it what to do.

"He's fine," Nayni said. "He just needs rest."

Coran tried to sit up. Nayni pressed a hand to his chest and made him lay back down in her lap. They were safe for now and he was all that mattered to her in this moment.

"Well well well," Lotor said. "Sounds like you did find something on that Ark, Paladins."

The radio channels erupted with arguing again. It all just sounded like white noise to Nayni now. It went on for a few more dobashes before Keith erupted with anger. He yelled so loudly that the speakers let out a screech.

"None of this matters! We need to figure out what the hell we just saw back there!" Keith seethed.

He was right. That strange fear crept back up in Nayni. What they had seen felt so wrong. It felt so foreign and unknown but what was truly unsettling about it all was just how familiar it was too. The resemblance that vessel had to the Castle was chilling. But the energy that radiated off of it felt like pure evil. It had all unfolded so quickly that Nayni wasn't even sure what she'd actually seen anymore. Coran's head lulled to the side in her lap. He drifted out of consciousness again.

She needed to get him to bed and she wasn't going to let anything tear her from his side until he was back on his feet again. The transmitter crackled again, it was Shiro's calm voice that came over the speakers this time.

"Okay, okay, lets all just meet up on the Castle and discuss this," Shiro said. "Can we trust you to behave yourself, Lotor?"

The Galra prince laughed softly over the radio.

"Considering that we were just shooting at the same people, I think you can," Lotor said.

Nayni tried to heft Coran up. She wasn't as strong as she used to be but she was able to pick him up after a great deal of effort. All of their cautions had been thrown to the wind now. They were letting an enemy aboard their ship but after the battle they'd just seen, Nayni wasn't certain if the idea was entirely that crazy anymore. Whatever they'd just faced in that asteroid field was dangerous. It had destroyed an entire Galra fleet and they had barely escaped from its warpath. They were going to need allies wherever they could find them.

Coran's chest rose and fell slowly with each breath he took. He was still out cold. The color had started to return to his face. Nayni hadn't budged from his bedside. She knew the Paladins had returned with Lotor and Keith in tow but she hadn't set foot outside of their quarters. She'd just been staring at Coran as he lay in their bed for vargas. Seeing him on the brink like this had shaken her. She knew what was at stake. They were at war but things had taken a turn so quickly. One moment they'd been dancing around the Holodeck like a couple of lovesick fools and now they'd just barely escaped from a savage battle.

She cradled his hand in hers. Nayni ran her fingers along the curve of his knuckles. He'd done something remarkable out there. Coran had saved all of their lives and it had nearly cost him everything. She was still in a state of shock. She'd spent years trying to stave off this fear but it had been such a pointless struggle. Even if they'd never gotten together, Nayni still would've been terrified after all of this. She still would've been sobbing like a child at the thought of losing him. There was no undoing the years of repression and silence now though.

She brushed her fingers along his forehead. He didn't feel nearly as clammy anymore. The door to their quarters slid open. Nayni's ears twitched nervously as she looked at the door. In her haste to get him into bed, she'd forgotten to engage the locking mechanism. She relaxed when she saw the Princess enter. She was still clad in her pink and white armor. Allura looked exhausted. Her expression was very grim. The Princess rested a hand on Nayni's shoulder.

"How is he?" Allura asked.

She spoke so softly. Nayni glanced at her lover's face. He looked much more peaceful now than he had earlier.

"He seems a lot better," Nayni said. "Though I'm rather cross with him about all of this so he'll be receiving a good scolding when he comes to."

Allura chuckled weakly. Nayni patted Allura's hand gently. The two most precious people in the universe were still standing. That's what mattered most to Nayni. Allura let out a sigh. Nayni knew she probably needed to discuss these events with them.

"Lotor's in the brig for now," Allura said.

The Princess was hesitating.

"There's something we need to show you," Allura said.

Nayni didn't want to leave Coran but by the look on the Princess's face, she knew it was urgent. The Princess wouldn't try to tear her away from him over nothing. Nayni stared at Coran. She longed for him to sit up and flash her that smile but that wouldn't be happening for some vargas now.

"It can't wait?" Nayni asked.

Allura shook her head. Nayni sighed. She planted a kiss on Coran's hand and tucked it back over his chest. She was dragging her feet as she followed Allura down the hall. Every step she took away from Coran felt like agony. She felt so vulnerable without him. She kept glancing over her shoulder as if he was going to come running down the hallway after them.

Allura was tense. Her posture was rigid and she could barely look Nayni in the eye. There was more going on. This was so much more than the stress that followed a battle. Nayni could feel it in her gut. She tugged on Allura's arm before they stepped onto the elevator. Nayni's eyes narrowed. Her hand was trembling and she could do nothing to stop it.

"Lurie, what am I walking into?" Nayni pressed.

Allura's indigo eyes darted all around them. She couldn't look at Nayni. Allura let out a sigh. Her purple earrings swayed as she shook her head.

"I just need you to confirm something," Allura said. "Keith will explain more on the bridge."

She didn't like that the Princess wasn't giving her a straight answer but Nayni was too exhausted to press the matter further. She would simply have to do her duty. The sooner this issue was addressed, the sooner she could return to Coran's side. The atmosphere only became tenser as they approached the bridge. Allura was growing increasingly nervous. How much worse could things possibly get? They were dealing with an unknown enemy so anything else was just going to be an added nuisance.

When they arrived on the bridge, it became that much more apparent to Nayni just how much pressure they were under. All eyes were on Allura and Nayni. The other Paladins and Keith just stared at the two of them. She didn't like the way their gaze was boring right through her. She couldn't read the emotions on their faces. The air was just thick with distress. Whatever they were about to show her was bad. Allura slipped her hand in Nayni's and squeezed it tightly. Nayni's eyes darted between Allura and the Paladins.

Keith folded his arms across his chest. He was chewing on his bottom lip nervously. He let out a sigh before he spoke. He sounded as if he'd been forced into this.

"I was drawn to that sector because we came upon a distress beacon," Keith explained.

He looked to Allura. The Princess just nodded her head. Nayni didn't like the way Allura was looking at her. She was looking at her bodyguard as if she were a child with a skinned knee. It was a role reversal that she wasn't comfortable with.

"Allura thinks you might—well-I'll just show you," Keith stammered.

He typed into the main control panel. Nayni felt sick. It felt like bile was creeping up the back of her throat. As soon as she'd stepped into this room, she knew something was very wrong. A garbled video feed appeared on the main interface. There was so much static interference that it was hard to see much. It looked vaguely like the interior of a fighter. The lights were dim and red. Nayni couldn't quite make out the figure that sat in the midst of all the static. As soon as the audio began, Nayni's blood turned to ice.

She thought she'd recognized it during the battle. It was that mysterious fighter pilot that she'd heard over the radio. And she'd been right. Nayni had stagnated. Allura gripped onto her hand so tightly that Nayni's bones could've snapped. The image on the screen continued to flicker and distort from the static as it spoke.

"-calling any available vessels. I've recovered a prisoner from the Queen's Capital Ship. Please, if anyone's out there come to my coordinates immediately. Your reality is in danger."

Nayni's head started to spin. She felt like the world was slowly starting to turn black.

"They're coming. They've taken over our universe and now they're coming for yours. Please, if anyone's listening-"

The static on the screen had started to clear but Nayni didn't need to see their face to know who was there. Nayni fell to her knees.

"This is Captain Tomyko Nordontu, a traitor to the Altean Empire, and an ally to whoever is willing to help me stop them."

Nayni collapsed.