"I declare war on the Vampires, Democs and the Rytens!"
If Claus hadn't gotten enough shocks in this meeting, he would have probably died an anticlimactic death by now.
Santaniel was in every definition, holy.
If a mosquito landed on his arm, he would lower his defence and let the thing stick it's stuff into him.
He would say, "Let the poor thing feed... How else shall it survive?"
If a snake targeted him as prey, he would play with it as if sunk it's fangs into him, filling him with it's harmless poison and he seemed to have affected the other angels around him with his holiness.
None of them would attack monsters.
They couldn't.
It was also one of the major reasons Santaniel created the heavenly realm for all angels to reside in far away from the troubles of the earthen realm.
Which led to every single member of their race becoming a vegetarian and it continued for generations.
