Well  t h a t  certainly explains it (the nameless mass that laid in a heap ‘pon the floor.) Gore is painted in splendorous sheen across visage true and fingers trail through sanguine hue that coats the surrounding objects akin to dust. The … questionable construct which had been so-far made from various (unrecognizable, AND unmentionable) body parts. The form which they were attempting to take was rather… ambiguous, at best. It looked more like a meaty worm than a dragon.

      A finger raises to point out a certain point of discretion on the meat-mound, as a silent word of advice.
           ( ‘Don’t you think it would look far better if that severed arm were moved further to the right?’ )