The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ornate temple sits half-buried in the center of a dense, misty jungle, the sounds of dripping water and exotic birds filling the humid air. Umm, vines and creepers are wrapped tightly around the stone pillars, and a warm, golden light spills out from within. A steady stream of what looks like pure, molten silver flows out from the entrance, somehow forming a solid, crystalline path that stretches deep into the jungle, despite the sweltering heat. The air's thick with the smell of incense and something sweet, like blooming flowers.