(Stephan POV)
Arriving at the a plane area with grass and trees surrounding everywhere, Stephan frown, the place feels to cold for a trial, consciously taking a step he felt the vibration of the earth, tracing the source he was welcome with a giant club heading his way, having seen what the creature before him is he Didn't bother himself, gripping his scythe, he waited for the creature to charge close enough, having no plan to waste time in the trial he activated his daemon racial ability, spacial manipulation, teleporting behind the creature with an immediate timely swing the head went flying and soon the body came to a stop before falling down lifeless.
Standing on guard he search if there is still other to come but nothing showed up, only the figure of the middle aged man appeared, with a little smile on its face
