Placing his other hand on the handle, Perry brought his weapon down in a powerful diagonal swing. Powerful enough that it had little trouble carving through two Beowolves without slowing in the slightest. Its tip buried into the ground, coming to a halt at last, and he let go of it to deal with the last Grimm. He blocked a swing of its clawed hands with his arm before sending it stumbling backwards with a sharp kick to its chest, leaning back as he did to avoid getting mauled. While it was trying to regain its footing, he wrenched his weapon from the earth and drew a large gash across the Grimm’s frame, carving it from hip to shoulder. It stumbled at the large wound not quite dead, but the lance tip that punched through its chest certainly finished it off. The corpse slid off as Blast Bicell folded back together. “No, they really aren’t.”

“Perry Symund, nice to meet you I suppose,” he introduced himself before turning to look around, “I suppose we should get a move on it if we don’t want to be last.” He hadn’t bothered trying to extend his flight time like some of the others, and it would appear neither had the other student. So they were likely one of the furthest pairs from the ruins where their objectives apparently laid. Yet the odd silence that ensued had Perry turning around in question. "What..." he murmured in confusion as all trace of the other student had basically disappeared. He hadn't been paying attention, but he was certain he would have at least picked up some trace of the student leaving. While he wanted to get a move on towards the objective, he couldn't just leg it without his "partner". Grumbling in a bit of annoyance, he walked over to the spot where the other student had stood for any traces of where he might have gone. Yet, despite his efforts, there was literally nothing, not even the slightest track on the forest floor. It was as if the student had been whisked away.by something. 

He couldn't stay for long though, as a chill ran up his spine to reinforce that though. Looking around him and paying attention, he could hear the sounds of the Grimm all around him in the forest. Standing up and backing away from the spot slowly, he made his decision a brief moment later when the sounds intensified. If the other student hadn't revealed himself despite the heavy Grimm activity, Perry could only assume the worst. With a quiet curse, he turned around and dashed off into the trees.