It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Percival de Rolo, a human gunslinger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, The golem then aims for Tova, but misses her as well. It's fist actually slams into the door behind the werebear, cracking the door partially.
DM: It doesn't look like it's feeding it more than just the chains are keeping it attached to the walls. The mass of the chains are still in its chest.
Player: And it has eyeballs.
DM: It has some sort of two glowing light sources within the mass of chains that form where its head would be--
Player: Would a headshot to those eyeballs actually be a thing that might work?
DM: You can try it.
Player: I'm going to try it. I'm going to burn a thing and see if that does it. So. Yeah. Let's find out.
DM: You're up next, Grog.
Player: Right. Yeah, that'll do. 32 to hit.
DM: 32 hits.
Player: All right. That's a d10 and d6. That's 11 points of damage and three points of psychic damage.
DM: Okay.
Player: And it has to make a constitution saving throw.
DM: It does not, actually, because it's not affected by that effect. Its eyes can shift throughout its body.
Player: There's no snapping, breaking the glass?
DM: Nope.
Player: Man, you made me burn a Grit. That sucks.
DM: Yeah. Even with its spell advantage against all those Sanctuary saves, it just doesn't have a very high wisdom so it just cannot make it.
Player: That's okay. I'm going to take a sharpshooter shot at it and just keep damaging it. I'm going to do a sharpshooter shot.
DM: Two more. Go for it.
Player: That was shot one.
DM: Shot one. You have two more.
Player: Shot two. That's a 25.
DM: Hits.
Player: That's, ooh. 27 points of damage. And five psychic.
DM: Nice. 32, all righty. Last attack.
