Oh, now, that is very recognizable power. Aziraphale startles a little to feel it, then drifts instinctively toward it. An archangel in wrath is never an archangel he wants to be around, but the circumstances are highly unusual, he supposes a little stretching of his comfort zone is in order.

"Gabriel," he murmurs when he discovers the shorter yet infinitely greater angel. His presence is rather worrisome, though Aziraphale knows he'd better not mention it aloud. Aziraphale is there to help those who need it. Gabriel is actively contributing to the destruction. "I didn't know you had a stake in this."