The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tightly packed, iridescent ice formations are filling a massive, ancient temple... the air's heavy with incense, and uh, there's a thick layer of frost coating everything, but somehow the ice is reflecting this warm, golden light that's coming from nowhere. A low-pitched, almost inaudible vibration is humming through the air, and it's somehow making the frost... reassemble itself into these intricate, swirling patterns. I can see part of the temple's structure is, like, seamlessly merging with the surrounding glacier.