[center][h3][color=f26522]Asher Brandt[/color][/h3]
Trial Area - Savannah[/center]

As the Death Stalker began to unravel as his blade went clean through, he turned his back to it with composure and reverted his blade back into it's regular form. As the fox Faunus who covered him came up to him with admiration he wasn't sure how to admit that he never actually fought a Death Stalker before. In all honesty he followed his instincts and they paid off, it seems his actions inspired others too as he glanced around. They were emboldened and the Death Stalkers were going on the defensive.

[color=orange]"And I've never taken one down until now"[/color], he responded. As he said that, his attention was grabbed by an explosive noise as a girl swung her flail into the side of another Death Stalker with explosive force.

[color=orange]"Well, I'm going to keep moving, safest way to not be last is to be first"[/color], and with that and a wave he was off. In all honesty the Fox Faunus might be faster than him in running speed, but that wasn't the point, point was he was on his way forward. Plus everyone seemed to have it under control there too. There was no need to team up just yet, and deep down he hoped there was no need, team play to him was an occasional necessity rather than a priority, through most of his life he was fine getting by with his own skills, so why should that change?