The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's shining down on a massive, crystalline cave filled with glittering icicles that're refracting the light into miniature rainbows everywhere... The air's kinda crisp and thin, with this scent of damp rock and a hint of ozone, but not like from a storm, it's just... present. Water's somehow seeping out of the crystals themselves, forming slow-moving rivulets that're flowing upward into the air, defying gravity, and it's creating this gentle mist that's rising like a veil, while the sound of gentle chanting echoes through the cave, like it's coming from the crystals themselves.