[Venturing through the gloomy Ancient Basin was no easy feat. Strange amalgamations of remaining traces of void stalked along the walls and floors, and they were hard to see. But you had to get the Monarch Wings. It would help. A lot.]

[You later found the body of a vessel with a cracked head. Either dead or unconscious. It was hard to tell. But slowly, little sentient globs began to rush into their head, filling it up and pouring through their hollow eyes, reanimating them.]