As I look upon the ancient relic, a strange feeling grips hold of me. My vision begins to swim. I am here, but not here.

As I look upon the ancient relic, a strange feeling grips hold of me. My vision begins to swim. I am here, but not here.

Fuel given. Ice thaws. Vy'keen rise. Fuel given. Ice thaws. Vy'keen rise.

I feel a strange chill. A layer of frozen gas suddenly coats the monolith from bottom to top. It's so cold that I can see my breath inside my helmet.

There is one small gap in the crystal ice, and I feel convinced that I could feed some of my mined elements through it, so they can come into contact with the monolith behind.