The Deathstalker's tail was frozen up as his blade cut through one of its joints and kept the thing solid. As it began to scuttle to turn and locate its attacker, Asher was able to get off his second strike against the hulking scorpion. His blade, heated, sliced through its top armour and kept going, not stopping til it hit the craggy ground of the savannah beneath them, effectively bisecting the beast as whatever life it had left after such a blow, came across in spasms of its claws and legs. He'd done it, with such a successful blow, one of the three Death Stalkers was dead.

"That was so wicked!" The fox Faunus who had given him covering fire ran up to him through the crowd, a look of awe on his face. "I've never seen anyone take down a Death Stalker with such ease..." Asher's work seemed to have given other members of their group ideas as the girl with the flail was taking on a second of the Death Stalkers, smacking her heavy weapon into its side as a loud explosion emitted from it, knocking the creature. 

The grey haired boy smirked up at Julio as he took the opportunity to rush on ahead of him, joining the duo already ahead of him as the last branches of the tall trees of the forest gave way to the second stage of the Gauntlet. Beyond the forest, the ground was cracked and earthy, barren and dry, small fissures running up the ground, dead trees bent over with skeletal branches brushing at the skies. Amidst it all, they could even see small bones half buried in the dirt. But the land was flat and open, allowing for superior movement. Their second stage was a wasteland, by the looks of it.