Azrael glanced at the pictures on the wall, sucking in a quiet breath through his teeth. "That would definitely do it," he muttered, almost inaudibly. He glanced over at Michael, then back at the photographs. Yes, that would certainly shake a person up.
"You must have really startled him," he told Victor. "But yes, the sword is rather terrifying. It certainly makes a statement. My scythe is not nearly as flashy. Come to think of it, my sword isn't either. Then again, Michael's the general."
He set his bag of treats on the desk, rooting around inside and pulling out a churro. "I'm going to eat one while they're still warm, and before you get to all of them," he joked.