It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Yasha Nydoorin, a half-angel barbarian . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Algar sees them and orders Xundi to finish them off quickly. Roll initiative.
DM: All righty. That was the first attack. You do that with your--? You have an extra attack; you can do two strikes.
Player: Oh, I forgot about that. Jesus, sorry.
DM: It's okay.
Player: Oh, that does not hit. No, that does not hit. Seven.
DM: Seven does not hit, no. You swing twice. First strike hits, second one swings wide as it dodges out of the way. It seems like when the first hit its head area, where its head would be splits in two, one's still focused on Beau and the other one curves around to look at you for a second. You see this dull glow where its sentient eyes would be and is now focused on each of you. Does that end your turn, Yasha?
Player: Yeah.
DM: All right. That brings us to Algar. Algar, having this happen, goes, "Shit! Protect me!" Pulls out a potion and drinks it real fast.
