"Are you sure we have to do this?" Lotor frowned again. He was never going to get used to the voice change, let alone the differences in balance. Going from over seven feet to over eight feet was a pain in the neck. The tattoos were nice, but Lotor wondered why Xeros had been giving Elizabeth dirty looks while she had been tattooing him.
Xeros shrugged, adjust the strange round hat he was wearing. "We have to be able to sneak you three into Sairaag. This way is the best, as pure magical disguises would be spottted easily." He looked down on his clothes in disgust. "I still don't see why I had to be the one to wear this."
"You're the only one it fit." Elizabeth snickered, her hand over her mouth, mischief sparkling in her eyes.
Lotor glanced back at his two pilots, who were trailing along behind them. They too had gotten the height boost, and now stood a little over seven feet tall, with similiar tattoos. They seemed to be talking about something.
A teary-eyed Malei greeted them at the door to the Gabriev house, a home which was much smaller then the family could have gotten if they wanted to. Before anything was said, Lina found herself being swept up in a teary hug as Malei began sobbing. A loud clatter of noise, and Zel found young Martin attached to his leg, the young boy bawling his head off.
A city lay below them, large, and well-spread. Keith rubbed his chin briefly, watching people pass by the trees he and the rest of the Voltron force had hidden behind. "We're gonna need different clothes if we're gonna check that place out."