Vengarl grunts. They're very different afflictions, in his experience. A body without a mind is a brutal thing - constantly acting on instinct, fight-or-flight in full effect. There's no control there, it's a terrifying experience.

Being a bodiless head is the exact opposite. Impotent introspection becomes one's entire existence. It's a very calm and a very solemn life. He doesn't say anything, though. No use on debating the philosophies of decapitation with someone who, in all likelihood, would never experience it.

"The fact that the locals use the word monster does not bode well for us." He clears his throat for a moment, and then glances down at the smaller, better-dressed man. "Then again, you are apparently more experienced in these things. What do you think, Highness?"