Not much around here is normal. But the shots do penetrate the table pretty well. They don't find anything, though. While Tier was shooting at an already downed target, Hunter activates her transporter and disappears, popping up somewhere behind Tier, swinging that sword at his side. Enchanted volcanic glass, although he probably has little unnatural about him for it to take, and only has to worry about it being very sharp.
Pterodactyls flop around on the ground.
The feline monster leaps towards Tier from its spot, biting one-two-three at his left arm.

Outside, a town hunter's on his way. There's really just one unusual rule here: no swinging, firing, or otherwise using your weapons. That goes double for randomly shooting up the street aiming at something that only you managed to see yet. Another's been sent up the great tree, to get a bird's eye view of the commotion, and with enough armament to put a stop to it.