You're a level 15 woodnymph shaman with 26 dexterity, 17 stamina, and 19 willpower who uses the Sword of Oblivion to chop your enemies down in repeated and uncoordinated strikes . You're opponent is a level 12 gnome berserker with 12 stamina, 14 critical strike chance, and 19 armor penetration who uses the Helm of Incineration to burn things. You have a duel, while in battle, the gnome makes a dirty comment about your mother, and this enrages you, the fight is no longer fun and games, it becomes personal. Being a shaman, who are completely incompetent with one-handed and two-handed swords, you accidently stab yourself with the Sword of Oblivion several times (which was a pencil) while you're in fits of angry gestures. ^.^
Death by empty water bottles. 😮