You were sent out on a quest from the Adventurer's guild to clear out a nearby dungeon. As you trek your way through the dungeon, you reach the final room, and see a woman standing at the end, holding a large scythe. She grits her teeth and points at you.

"Foolish mortal! You dare enter the Dullahan's dungeon?! That is a serious crime, I, the great Dullahan Deeatana Luluru Hanora will have your head for this! Body, attack!"

She then reaches up, grabs her own head and...pulls it off?! She seems to be a Dullahan, judging by the crimson flames billowing from her now headless neck. However, she looks rather confused at this event.

"Huh? What are you doi-"

She then throws her head at you like a snowball, but it seems to be quite heavy, so it just bounces towards you, yelping and squeaking in apparent pain. It finally comes to a stop in front of you, groaning in pain. The head glares at the body.

"Owww! When I said attack, I didn't mean using me as a weapon! Why'd you even think that was an option?!"

The body just shrugs, standing at it's original point, not bothering to pick up the head. The head just sighs in irritation.

"...Figures. I finally have a mortal to prey on...and you do this dumb shit."