The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's pouring upwards through a massive, crystal-encrusted fountain at the center of a sprawling, Baroque-style plaza. The air's heavy with the scent of wet stone and the sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, with clouds that seem to be folding in on themselves like origami. A low, almost imperceptible hum is resonating through the stillness, and the Sephirot's glyph is somehow etched into the surface of the water, its nodes pulsing with a soft, blue light. The fountain's waters appear to be defying gravity, forming a perfect, suspended sphere around the crystal centerpiece.