The back part of your hair is definitely singed off, though the top back part is still somewhat intact. Your dress has gained a few more scorched and melted parts. There are some small fires which need attending. After that is taken care of you turn your attention to the construct. The surviving monkeys gather around you as you approach.
The construct is still twitching and thrashing about somewhat, though still on it's side. As you reach in and start to rip out cables and anything else that seems breakable, there is some crackling sound and sparks begin to fly out of the various controls. The monkeys do their wordless chanting and perform precision strikes upon the joints and damaged spots of the construct. Between all of your efforts, the construct finally stops moving about.
There is a long silence, broken only by the wind. Suddenly there is an eruption of fire from the downed construct, and several segments of it break away. Something shoots out of top, traveling rapidly across the ground. It begins to arc upward, and strikes a tree squarely. The trailing flames engulf a couple of monkeys, which does not end well. Falling to the ground, the fire sputters out, revealing the metal adorned skeleton upon some kind of throne. The skeleton is crushed from the impact with the tree, and lies askew of the throne, itself toppled over onto one side. A few last flickering flames are visible in the base of the throne. The smell of burned fur joins that of burned hair.
Silence falls again.