Miko enters the room and see El Dragòn’s and Pendles’ awkward pose. They slowly start to make their way over to them.
“We have lived for eras. We have accomplished so much. All only to end up here. Looking at… this… We are too old for this.”
As Miko are walking over to them, they massage their neck. When they are standing next to them, they slowly push their fingers into their neck. El Dragòn and Pendles are increasingly disgusted by what they are seeing and the gruesome noices. Their hand, now buried inside the neck, is shining of a bright, green light. They slowly rotate their hand around the neck, slightly tilts their head back, and proceed to take off their head. They rotate the head to look at themselves. As the body and head are looking at each other, a unified sigh is heard.
“What did we do to end up here?”
The body slowly lowers the head and turns it so the eye is facing El Dragòn and Pendles. They gracefully places it next to them. The body kneels, bow their neck and lays their hand on the top of the head, gently caressing it. A vague, mystical sound is heard, as if though the body and head were communicating. After a few seconds the body stands up and walks out of the room, leaving the head by El Dragòn and Pendles. Petrified by what they just witnessed, they are now awkwardly silent, wondering whether or not they should make small talk with the head of Mikollopria staring at them.