If there was one thing Sephiroth had learned; moogles can move very fast when they have to. It was how the mognet even worked the way that it did, sometimes Spencer seemed to just vanish out of thin air when he had duties to run.

Noting the crystal nearest to him, Sephiroth walked closer to it in the moments before he noticed Allenby had made a run for the tent. He cursed quickly under his breath and quickly unsheathed Masamune from its harness across his back. It was all or nothing now, and perhaps that's what drove him to nudge the crystal out of it's position in the sand while his eyes scanned all around the center arrangement of the tent - alert to any movement within the collapsed tent.

He was a fair distance off still, but hopefully he might be able to see a moogle. His grip flexed around his sword handle as he spread his stance- waiting for if he needed to make that leap.