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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: There's like, a sprawling crystal palace with thousands of facets reflecting this hazy, mid-morning light - the air's thick with a metallic smell and tastes vaguely of sulfur. Tendrils of black, smoky quartz are snaking across the ground, weaving in and out of delicate filigree sculptures of Ophanim that seem to be absorbing a slow trickle of iridescent liquid dripping from somewhere above. Uh, it's almost perfectly still here, no breeze or movement of any kind - just the soft creaking of the quartz tendrils slowly shifting. A beam of pure darkness is shooting straight up from the center of the palace, piercing a jagged hole in the sky.