You don't like the Lord's face and steps backwards.
While you fumble after your sword,
the Lord lays down his ball and before you even mange to say "stupid",
he has sent a fireball on you.
Now you look more like living fireplace than a travelling adventurer.
Your last thoughts are "You silly cow!!
Look what you did to meeeeeaaarrrgggghhhhhhh!!!"
*You're dead! D-E-A-D !*.
