With the "Turtle" stationary, Vaeros followed the Atlantean out of the craft, opting to simply drop to the ground and roll to disperse the impact. It wouldn't have been enough to cause lasting damage, but he didn't want to be forced into a limp for the duration of the fight.

As he approached the entrance, marveling at the speed of the more muscular Teen Titan, Vaeros noticed a group of humans on their way out from the stairwell, having only barely caught Little Brother's order over the noise of his surroundings. Deciding to clear them from the line of fire, he called for them to hurry and waved them away from the door, pointing towards the crowd that had assembled outside, entering only once they had cleared the area.

Running up the stairs, Vaeros burst onto the second floor, hands glowing with bright golden light as he appraised the situation. Anchor was squaring off with Tank, who seemed to have been distracted in his attempt to attack Kira. Little Brother was engaged as well. So was Quin.

Seeing the light of some other flames on the other side of the room, Vaeros smiled in eager anticipation. He ran to investigate, hoping to catch Torch on his own so that he might subdue him. He hadn't made much of a ripple when he'd arrived on Earth. Common knowledge about him would only extend to his offensive abilities, and the nature of his arrival.

Catching sight of the metahuman, Vaeros grinned and spread his arms, beckoning for the man to engage him in combat.

"Come on then, human. Let us see how intense that fire of yours can get." He laughed, bracing himself all the same.