It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vex Vex'ahlia, a half-elf ranger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The damage quickly reverts them out of their eel forms. The fight comes down to simply destroying as many of the tentacles as they can, hoping this will allow them to get away.
DM: -- get shocked as the burst of electrical energy shoots through the area, and she just kinda goes limp again, and is kind of floating in space.
Player: And I saw Vax get swallowed? Did I see that happen?
DM: You would've just barely seen it over your shoulder. And heard someone say it over the earpiece.
Player: I-- fuckin' A. I swim up, and I swim-- god damn it.
DM: You have your bonus action for a dash if you want to try and get closer, it's up to you.
Player: I'm gonna try to shoot thorns, I guess, Hail of Thorns, maybe? Actually, I'm gonna try-- yeah. I'm gonna try--
DM: What are you doing?
Player: -- to shoot Hail of Thorns at-- directly at his mouth. I don't know, try to get him to like, do something to let go. Spit it up. It's the stupidest plan. I know. But, I'm not thinking clearly, my brother's got fucking swallowed.
DM: Okay, what level Hail of Thorns?
Player: I'm gonna do it at-- Oh, everything within five feet, and Keyleth is in five feet.
DM: No, Keyleth is over here.
Player: Okay. Is anything within five feet?
DM: Currently, no.
Player: Okay. Then I'm gonna-- I'm gonna cast it at fourth level.
DM: Fourth level?
Player: Yeah.
DM: You still have a fourth-level spell?
Player: Oh no, I did Grasping Vine.
DM: You did.
Player: Did I?
DM: That's when you pull--
