The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, chunks of burnt motherboard are embedded in the still-steaming hide of a massive, decapitated dragon carcass, its scales infusing the dark, crimson-tinted swamp water with a noxious energy. The air's thick with the stench of rotting flesh and melted plastic, and it's getting hotter by the second - like the entire swamp is about to boil over or something. A sickly, pulsing tendril of flesh is snaking out of the dragon's severed neck, somehow reanimating its twitching claws, which are just... constantly tearing apart the already ravaged remains of a Tesla Cybertruck.