It wasn't much better from the ground. While Tony was getting swarmed it was mostly just a case of 'hey, there's a bit of the sky, wait no it's gone' from below. "Yeah, I've got an awesome view of meaty underside and ugly faces."
It was nearly impossible to figure out what ones he'd already shot down, unless they had an arrow sticking out of them, but even then, they seemed to rip them out with their stupidly long beaks before swarming again.
At that moment, one seemed to dive for Clint's location, forcing the archer to duck and roll, drawing up an arrow to sling into the beast as it almost snapped it's stupid jaws on him. "Fucking Christ, these things should not be this agile. They're like god damn lizards with wings, how are they not dense as bricks?"
Dinosaurs, Clint did not know much about. He hadn't exactly had a lot of time to really concern himself with them in the past. He would've been okay with that staying as it was.