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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering crystal spires jut out from the desert sand, their facets reflecting the intense sunlight. Uh, the air is really dry and it smells like... nothing, actually, which is kinda weird. A small tornado made entirely of tumbleweeds is spinning slowly around the largest spire, somehow sucking up nearby rocks and cacti without affecting the surrounding sand. The sun is straight overhead, beating down relentlessly, but the tornado seems to be maintaining this perfectly steady rotation, like it's somehow anchored in place.