> You raise your arm just in time - a blindingly fast bullet smashes into your gauntlet, and, despite the armouring, it still hurts like a sumbitch. The force of the impact knocks you off your feet.
> The fairies charge forward around you as you get to your feet.
> The optical distortion has shifted position and orientation - looking through it, you can only see the night sky and the stars, despite there having to be bamboo trees there, the stars' light refracted into all the colours of the rainbow at their edges.
> Bullets find their targets everywhere - the shots are slow, but viciously accurate, each one disabling a fairy. Still, by the sheer force of numbers, the fairies make their way into the clearing.
> You are just behind them, the clearing is just ahead. You cannot see what's going on - a gust of wind has set the bamboo trees swaying back and forth, blocking all sight.