Sephiroth nodded.
"We do. You have seen one of them already." He gestured to the long blade belted to his waist. "Ours are mostly symbolic, really. They are neither made with rare metals nor do they hold any magical or mystical powers of their own. The originals were destroyed long ago, and so several copies have been made since. So whatever value they posess is in what they represent. There is also a crown and a shield." He told the curious Azurael.

It was then that T'vor was pulled aside by one of his men.
"Sir, an Angel has arrived. He was on a scouting mission for several weeks before the evacuation, and is ready for a debriefing."

"Then go get him."

"Er, yessir." The man left in search of the scout, commonly known as Ma'ai.