The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline stalactites are suspended from the ceiling of a vast, naturally formed cavern like a geological cathedral. Umm, the air's really still, and this sweet, waxy smell of old honey wafts through it as warm sunlight streams in through the transparent crystal formations above, casting no shadows anywhere. EL Shaddai script is etched into the walls, somehow maintaining an intricate, cursive glow despite the total lack of any visible light sources illuminating the text itself. A bunch of ravens are quietly perched along the crystalline formations, not moving at all, as if they're part of the rock.