Angelo looked at his brother, his anger still evident with all that had happened. He was relieved that all that had just been a simulation, but it wasn't a joke worth laughing over. It wasn't something he could ever wish for someone to go through.
He had been terrified of losing Hera just as she was scared, but that was the point. To make them understand that they needed each other. To ensure they remembered they were a team that was never going to be functional if one of them switched sides.
So as Angelo scrutinized his circle of people, he understood that they couldn't pull this off without the help of the warlocks. Either that or they had used their commands on the warlocks, and the only command that could work on anyone when the alpha wasn't there, was Carl's.
