Nay I hear you say, surely not in my fine medieval melee and physical projectile based combat game. But alas, it is so, as I shall demonstrate.
The water that surrounds us all and binds us to the land on which we live and fight is naught but an illusion.
The so called water:
It is a plane of illusory shimmering and reflection, and beneath this sorcery there is nothing. Ships, which until now we have thought to float on water, actually fly through the air. Surely this is proof of witchcraft and other such foul magics at play?
I returned to the beach to warn my fellow men of the wizardry which threatens us, only to find that those on the shores were as if turned to stone; motionless with no signs of life in their eyes.
I ran inland, only to find that dysentery had struck down those that remained.
However, I fear my quest to warn the people of this foul sorcery has failed. As I desperately sought out one who would hear me and take action, whatever witch had cast this spell upon the land had divined my plans, and as such cast me off the the face of the world and into the abyss.
From the afterlife I have found advanced technologies beyond my comprehension, and I can only hope that I can warn others in time for them to take action. For the glory of Agatha.