It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Fjord, a half-orc warlock . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, They are  pulled into the center and announced as The Mighty Nein's final round. Knowing the Stubborn Stock is watching from behind the distant doorways that lead into the central arena,  the members of the Mighty Nein  all scattered about the sands as the sun begins to get close to dusk, shouting out  their  various plans and then abandoning them last minute.
DM: No. That's your turn. Fjord, you're up. You're in the middle of the field and you see both Yasha and Molly crushed into the ground. This little lollipop is (flittering) in the air behind.
Player: Lovely. Yeah, I'm going to use Eldritch Blast. Shoot across the arena, 120 feet. Try and hit him.
DM: All right. You move into the space here?
Player: Yeah.
DM: You can see him over the wall.
Player: That is a 16 plus six, 22.
DM: That'll hit. Go ahead and roll damage.
Player: That is 12 plus two, 14 points of Eldritch Blast damage.
DM: Nice! That's a good hit. (impact) Off the side of the shoulder. You can watch where the section, where the skin used to be is now exposed muscle. Where it's burned off, the outer layer of the body.
Player: Can I use the rest of my speed to move behind the column, so that I'm hiding behind the column?
DM: Sure.
