GI writes: "The cool whisper of steel shivers through the darkened room as I pull my blade from my sheath. Before me is a menagerie of creatures, waiting with eager anticipation to destroy me. I and my companions ready ourselves for the inevitable duel. A quick charge, a flash of steel, a parried thrust with my sword and a dodging weave past an enemy attack. An explosion of magical energy swells in the room, and after less than a minute, the enemies begin to fall, death taking them while my friends grimly congratulate each other on a job well done."