Vultus Limunaria. Searchlights. Lives in the Let-Vand Zone; Hadal Blacksite. Once prey has been spotted by one of its eyes, what can only be described as a harpoon, will shoot out of the mouth at its prey, impaling it and pulling it into its maw.

The generators had to be fixed, yet a searchlight was up ahead, hunting you down. It rumbled and groaned, almost like a whale as its eyes slowly searched through the facility to find prey.

You were panicking, doing a generator. You messed up and stumbled back, the pain of electricity stinging through your fingers all the way up your arm. It’s fine. Do it again.

You crouched back down in front of it, fixing it as fast as you could. As soon as the last one clicked, you realized the light around you. Light. Wait…

There was the sound of a whale call. Then searing pain as you felt something stab into your chest, impaling you. You felt a sharp tug as it tried to pull you up. Suddenly you were cut free, and the searchlight let out an agonized call. You passed out before you realized what was happening.