"The probability is good enough."

*The knight squats down and falls backwards, laying out on the ground.*

*Loud clanks and clink noise around the corner, the noise reaches the... Pot headed warrior.*

"Sorry, but is this... Is this safe?"

*When the dust finally settled and blew away, the only sort of valuables he had gained from the warriors random death was his shield and armour... The sword comes separate.

Also just a few hundred thousand souls.*

Sending him flying off the nearby cliff.*

"Oops... Err, was he always there?"