You hear a scream of anguish as you violate Dentarthurdent's hideaway. Using passages unknown to you, he rushes to its defense. He gestures mysteriously, and the treasures in the room suddenly vanish.
He gets the jump on you.
He draws blood, raking his stiletto across your arm. Ooh! Ow!
You lose 11 hit points.
Your blow lands, making a shallow gash in his arm! BIFF! SOCKO!
The stiletto flashes faster than you can follow, and blood wells from your leg. Ouch! Ooh! Ugh!
You lose 42 hit points.
Your sword pinks Dentarthurdent on the wrist, but it's not serious.
The seal clubber bows formally, raises his stiletto, and with a wry grin, ends the battle and your life. Argh! Ugh! Oof! Ugh! Eek!
You lose 3,141,592 hit points.
You lose. You slink away, dejected and defeated.