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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted, industrial catwalks crisscross a massive, hollow geode, stretching high above this eerily still lake of black, glass-like liquid that's somehow existing at the very edge of a... slowly spinning, molten lava core. Umm, air's thick with heat, and the smell's all acrid metal, but it's not unbearably hot – more like it's being tempered by some invisible force. Shimmering, crystal shards are embedded in the geode walls, pulsing softly, as a flock of iridescent birds fly through the solid stone, leaving behind a faint trail of glittering, powdered minerals.