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Previously, With all the enemies handled, Molly douses the flames on the dead priest's head and calls Caleb out of his withdrawn state. The rest of the party searches the room for any valuables.
DM: It hits? You take four points of piercing damage. Attacking against you, Jester. A natural 20, I'm sorry.
Player: Could they tell it was my illusion right there?
DM: They noticed earlier, unfortunately.
Player: Damn it.
DM: That's okay, it's not too bad. That's eight points of piercing damage.
Player: Oh. Oh! I'm going to take it.
DM: Okay. That ends their turn, Molly, you're up first.
