The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's really still, and it's super dry... smells kinda like burned incense. Umm, a massive, stone statue of an eagle is half-buried in the dusty ground of a sprawling, ancient temple complex. This crazy-ass storm is brewing on the horizon, like, with lightning that's somehow moving in slow motion, but right above me, the sky's totally clear and the sun's just chillin' at its peak. The eagle's eyes seem to be reflecting an image of the Minecraft server IP address for some reason...