"Alright, let's go. We need to reach home soon enough, the fucking meeting from hell is waiting for you and me. I wonder what Alexei is like at the moment. I feel like there is a lot we need to look out for" Carl said as he nudged Mikhail, now that he was already dressed, and in Angelo's black clothes.
Black really looked good on him, but at the end of the day, that was a choice only he could make.
All Mikhail could do was just give his suggestion.
"well Darius can take care of everything on his own, or do you doubt the enforcer?" Mikhail asked Carl. Of course, it was an incredulous question considering the Penta always worked harder to maintain peace in the kingdom.
It would be absurd to have anyone try and doubt him. The very leader of the warriors, the warrior who trained men who went to face their deaths and always came back alive.
