Pistol in hand, Zane silently flings off the poncho, revealing the leather suit with the elaborate, thickly belted apparatus holding onto a clean, odd looking rifle. He nods, a faint smile at Matsuko's leadership qualities. Taking a position slightly behind the melee fighters, Zane's pistol is ready to go. "I suppose we can't try talking to these ghasts before mashing them, neh?" His smile turns playful fast, though his eyes reflect something a bit more frighteningly killer-like than anyone in the path of that pistol might feel comfortable with. Nodding in appreciation of Kyx's spell, Zane calls to mind his own arcane energy, ready to unleash it when the need arises. He pops three regular rounds into his pistol, three rune bullets from his bag, then snaps his pockets shut, tightens belts, and nods once again to Matsuko, confirming his readiness.