The leaders did indeed turn. The grey haired boy just curled his lip in irritation and prepared to do battle with his fan axe weapon. The girl in the elegant dress simply giggled and fluttered her large fan blades before heading into the crowd, twirling with elegance and grace as she began cutting the dark creatures into ribbons. The man in the high hat simply turned and smiled, looking at Julio. He placed a finger to his lips as, in an instant, he seemed to vanish from sight, without a trace. 

His three lightning shots hit three of the Beowulf, a small lightning field taking out a larger number of them as the remaining large forces continued to surge forward. The Ursa were the bigger targets but their feet were hidden behind the packs of Beowulf, so he only managed to land one shot on one of their legs and that only served to slow it somewhat. The Grimm were closing in as more students emerged from the woods. 

Whilst Asher's clone scouted out, the fox Faunus wasted no time in going on ahead, using his agility to leap over the wider rivers. A few hiding Beowulf attacked the clone as it rushed past them as the students from the savannah behind were beginning to catch them up. A particularly large river cut the middle of the terrain that would be hard to cross.