Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. Or in this case, where there’s an alarming, choking, lightning-imbued cloud of toxic smog, there’s a monstrously sized, writhing tendril intent on capsizing tactical rafts. This worm-like crime against nature seems possessed by a proto-intelligence of sorts, spitting out a billowing spray of noxious vapors from its hideous, splayed maw, before quickly retreating beneath the waves.
Venture off the main island or into the water at your own risk!