[ ...That is definitely not his preferred method of escape, though Mitsunari can't say he's ever seen creatures of that type. They look to be made of some kind of metal material instead of flesh or normal animal skin. ]

Whatever they are, I refuse to relent to them. If we can't find a normal way out, then we will simply have to make our own exit.

[ Which means figuring out how to stand in all this mess without falling back inside of it. If anyone can exercise a high degree of poise and elegance in such a situation, it's himself, so he quickly withdraws his fan and unleashes it in a perfect arc... before watching it crash unceremoniously against the walls of the pit and fall into the wasteland of balls.

Well, that was anti-climatic. ]

What is this cage made of? How come it wasn't damaged? That's impossible! I charged the blades perfectly. It should have given away to my attack.