The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a mangled NVIDIA graphics card somehow grows out of a blood-soaked, stone statue of a lion, as it's slowly consumed by a burning liquid circuit board substance in the middle of a roman coliseum. Like, the air's thick with the stench of burned plastic, smoke, and sweat, the smell of ozone hanging heavy over the carnage as cryptocurrency prices blast across the stone benches. Ethereum's logo is literally branded into the sandy floor, pulsing with energy as the sound of crunching metal echoes through the still air. Shattered mining rigs hang like war trophies from the upper stands.