Sephiroth had already figured the same, the tactic was perhaps a little too obvious for his liking but what other option did they have across an open flat of desert. By the time the others were suggesting he were already taking strides off in a wide arch away from but parallel to the side of the tent. He wasn't worried about the distance at all, his Dragoon leap skill had developed into a rather impressive range and he would use it if needed.

Once about as far out as Sephiroth deemed workable, he turned back to survey the area- to see where the others were fanning out to.

As soon as they all seemed to be in an accord to close in, he would hang back and see what happened first. If the moogle made a run for it, Sephiroth would rather be where he could see it.