It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Beauregard Lionett called Beau, a human monk . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Caduceus takes six days to make Lesser Healing Potions (one potion per day). Caleb asks you to take him with her to the Valley Archive of the Cobalt Soul when she goes back for training, so he can peruse their library.
DM: Yeah, that one does no damage. You catch one arrow out of the air. It just barely nicks your shoulder. The other one you catch just as it scrapes past the side of your arm. The third one you catch in the middle of the air with no impact. In the blink of an eye, you've deflected all three arrows shot at the same time.
Player: I turn to Tubo and I go Did you see that?!
DM: "I did. And with that, your training is complete."
Player: Oh. I don't get to kill those guys?
DM: "No!" He hands the shortbow to the other one and they all head back upstairs.
Player: Sorry, I'm sure you're really lovely people.
DM: "Impressive. Dairon was not wrong about you."
Player: Wait, what has-- Dairon's been talking about me? What has she been saying?
DM: "That you are an apt pupil. Now, our time is done. I have things to do. And four days with you has been more than enough."
Player: Yeah. I get that a lot.
DM: He makes his way back up and escorts you out of the training chamber.
