The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A gutted, smoldering data center sprawls before me, umm, half-destroyed servers and mangled network equipment strewn everywhere like garbage. The air reeks of burned plastic and ozone, and there's this weird, pulsating mist clinging to the ground, making it hard to see. A massive, glitching Ethereum logo is somehow being projected onto the sky itself, its digits beating in time with the grinding hum of machinery. Like, chunks of broken hardware are inexplicably merging into fully functional, bioluminescent-tipped drone hybrids that shoot into the air, joining the swarm hovering above the wreckage.