Zephyr had been quiet ever since he came upon the group, mostly because he was scared all he would do is scream if he tried to say anything. He had his sword out, ready for a last stand. But through either luck or very elaborate planning, a man who was apparently the magic master they were searching for came to their rescue. Zephyr really didn't know what to say, so he just stayed silent, sheathed his sword, and followed everyone else.