Tan flies gracefully slightly above Sarrus, his huge wings looking almost oversized. He looks down, almost glaring, at Sarrus. "How? Only one of us has Breath that won't just make things worse. I suppose you plan for the rest of us to go down and flap our wings in its general direction?" He flies a little higher, getting an idea of the layout general area, then, with a sigh, dives after Raz. He has no idea what he is actually going to do when he gets down there.