Zato heard the clanging of the battle down below, his face solemn with focus. He was of no use here, in a group battle. If he were to swing a sword or axe, he'd be far too liable to injure an ally. The constant buzz of battle, though.... it reminded him of his younger days, when he would wander the globe, spreading the word of Buzziah. He was much more limber then, and met a variety of people.......<br/><br/>But this was no time to reminisce. His attention returned to the battle below, trying to make out the shouts enough to determine who had an edge.