Panel 1. The gothic sorceress lies in bed, with a hot towel on her forehead and a thermometer in her mouth. Closer on the bed, her Avian Intelligence (AI) Parrot is perched.
Gothic Sorceress: "Ugh, I wanna die. This flu is brutal. Avian Intelligence, tell me how should I treat it?"
Panel 2. The AI Parrot responds with proudness in his pose.
AI Parrot: "It's easy. Take a pinch of Shadow-Root powder in a glass of water and done."
Panel 3. The Gothic Sorceress turns angry at the bird. This one try to process why.
Gothic Sorceress: "Wait a minute, Shadow-Root?! That's a #*$%@& lethal poison! Are you trying to kill me?"
AI Parrot: "You weren't asking for?... uh..."
Panel 4. The AI parrot realizes "I wanna die" was just an idiom, feels stupid and embarrassed. The Gothic Sorceress facepalms under her blanket.
AI Parrot: "Oh!"
