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, Wohn rushes to the front door and spots Nott, but falls victim to her Hideous Laughter and is knocked prone, while Keg finishes the second guard ( Phil) and rushes over to attack Wohn. When Wohn shrugs off the Hideous Laughter, she retaliates on Keg, attacking her with you's stolen Magicians's Judge, dispelling the Haste and stunning her.
DM: Yes, she does. Nila's standing there, finishes the Poison Spray, suddenly there's this blur of speed, plate, and hair as Keg rushes by Nila's side, actually causing the edge of her clothing to ripple up and back down into place. They're both there, right in your face, and they watch as you emerge. They don't even have time to process what you are. You're just a shape and anger, and they're like, "Whoa!" What do you want to do?
Player: I'm going to smack the poisoned one with my battleaxe.
DM: All right, go for it. First attack.
Player: 17 to hit.
DM: That hits, roll damage.
Player: Okay, and then 1d8 plus four. That's eight.
DM: Eight points of damage. (smack) He looks hurt, like between the poison gas and that he's hurt. He's not down yet, but he's looking rough.
Player: Okay, I'm going to smack him again, this time with the warhammer, why not, just for fun. That will be 15 plus seven. I can't do math.
DM: 15 plus seven? Yeah, 25, that hits. Roll damage.
Player: Then that is 11.
DM: 11. With that, he's (smack), "What the--?!" Second hit and he goes down like a sack of potatoes. (cheering) He is on the ground, not moving. His friend just sees it, goes, "What?!"
Player: Then I have another action. I'm going to smack him, the friend that's still there. 11?
DM: 11. This time, seeing this go down, he dodges out of the way and your weapon scrapes across the outside of the door frame, actually cutting a bit into it. You have to pull it out. Still have your bonus action if you wanted to do a fourth attack.
Player: I do want to do a fourth attack. I'm going to try again. 12.
DM: 12. Unfortunately, he just manages to duck twice. The second time actually gleans off the shoulder, but the armor's too thick. No impact.
