The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a blood-soaked, ancient, sacrificial altar lies at the center of a ruined, cyclopean temple... partially buried beneath a massive, crystalline ice cave. The air's heavy with the stench of decay and freezing cold, and the stillness is only broken by the sound of creaking, twisted metal and ice. Outside, the pale yellow sun hangs low in the sky, casting a faint, eerie glow through the cave's crystalline walls, illuminating a series of intricate, Enochian glyphs etched into the stone, pulsing with an otherworldly, sickly green light.