The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a dilapidated, ancient stone temple teeters on the edge of a massive, mist-shrouded impact crater, its walls cracked and overgrown with vines that seem to... grow in mid-air, their tendrils unsupported by any visible structure. The air is thick and still, with a faint electric charge, like before a thunderstorm, and a sweet, myrrh-like scent hangs heavy. A collection of iridescent fish swim through the air inside the temple, leaving trails of glittering, frozen water droplets that somehow remain suspended amidst the humid, heavy atmosphere, reflecting the pale light of the twin suns hovering low in the sky.