It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Tiberius Stormwind, a dragonborn sorcerer . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, K'Varn falls, but is immediately brought back to undeath by the Horn of Orcus. A ray from his eyestalk turns Kima to stone.
DM: Okay, so, as you release the Telekinesis, you pull and pull, but that horn is definitively locked in place.
Player: Okay. Then I'll spend five more and I'll attempt to rip off one of his tentacles.
DM: Stalks? Okay. Go ahead, make another check.
Player: I'm going to check that last one off. Check this off. I'm blast-- I'm using all these from my Ioun stones!
DM: Okay.
Player: I, yeah. That hits. What is that? My, 20-- Oh no-- Fuck what I said, it's 29.
DM: 29?
Player: Yeah.
DM: All right. So as you pull, one of the eye stalks gets flung off the body, and you can see this, like, spurt of brackish blood that spills across the area nearby.
