Alexei was a beautiful place that was always peaceful.
Since Angelo had brought their people back home, he had maintained the peace while training his warriors to be the best of the best. he had made sure their fighting skills were unmatched, and they could defend themselves whenever enemies came charging at them.
But then, he hadn't taught them how to fight against magic, the very thing they were created from.
It was going to be a tough choice being part of a world that was bound by magic. Angelo knew there was more that he needed to do, and even though he had been a distant and angry king most of the time, he always tried to make sure his people never felt his wrath and maybe the was why they were so respectful of him.
Admittedly, they had every reason to e scared of him just by looking at him. he looked like a death trap and a mercenary who would punch the life out of anyone who dared to cross him, and no one wanted to be a victim of such.
