Curufin looks around, surprised but not very. The illusion has vanished. He gazes upwards and sees the dome of vines is now a dome of red wire. Strangely, the wires are still behaving like the vines, allowing themselves to be soothed by those whose touch exudes blue light. The mongooses are still red blobs and are still making a nuisance of themselves with laser fire, but now they are part of the tree canopy. If they fire at those who are grouped around the tree, Curufin hits the blobs with ice shards or freezing energy.

The tree has changed to a mass of red wire and its head is a cloud of the red blob material. Curufin steps up to what was once the tree trunk and lays his hand on it. He doesn't know why he does this, just an intuition. His fingers glow with the blue light, and he murmurs to the tree, "Just be calm and let us free you."