The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a colossal, stone Bhairava temple rises from the depths of a massive impact crater, its intricately carved walls reflecting the pale, pre-dawn light that filters through the thin atmosphere. Like, the air's got this dry, crackling energy to it, and the only sound is the distant rumble of falling rocks and the creaking of twisted, metallic tendrils that seem to be sprouting from the crater's rim. As the sun slowly rises, a perfectly circular section of the sky above the temple begins to ripple and distort, revealing a swirling, iridescent vortex that seems to be drawing in the surrounding landscape.