It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, There are two vines, one around Nott and one trying to wrap up you. They prove to be difficult opponents, dealing significant amounts of physical and poison damage, and grappling and restraining their targets.
DM: 26 points of damage. As Yasha just carves through, the second strike cutting straight up the side, almost freeing you, it's shredded and still holding on by a thread of its life as it's trying to pull you back to wherever it crawled its way out of, but still standing. That finishes Yasha's go. Jester.
Player: I'm going to cast --
DM: It's barely holding on.
Player: Okay, I'm going to Sacred Flame it.
DM: All right. It fails with a four on its wisdom save there. Go ahead and roll damage.
Player: This is radiant damage again! That's five?
DM: Five points of damage; how do you want to do this, Jester? (cheering)
Player: I say "Put him down!" Just like Yasha, I echo Yasha. Then I radiant damage the vine and then I stomp it with my giant feet, and then I also lift Fjord up onto my other shoulder.
DM: Okay, the giant Jester stomping out the vine on the ground, it's now like-- (splattering) Parts of it are being crushed and turned to pulp.
