The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ravens made of iridescent mist swoop through a massive, crystal-filled cave, their ethereal forms leaving trails of glittering silver dust as they pass through the still air. Umm, the smell of ozone and smoke is totally absent, replaced by this weirdly sweet scent that's kinda like frankincense, but not really. Shattered geodes and quartz formations litter the ground, reflecting the pale, diffuse light that seems to emanate from the ravens themselves. Like, the air pressure in here is really high, judging from the way my ears are popping, but somehow the ravens just phase through the solid crystal formations like they're not even there.