He laughed again, and called his shield into existence, turning it to show Draiss. "All but one; I figured it made for a good trophy, and a good story," he said, letting Draiss examine the impossibly-enchanted shield for a few moments, before dismissing it again. "And I don't think she's<em>ever</em>happy. I've had my theories that she's actually a unique angel; the Angel of Petty Grudges."