The bolt hums with aberrant hunger, its shaft twisting like fused veins of obsidian and writhing flesh, tipped by a barbed head that pulses with iridescent slime. It streaks through the air, trailing wisps of void-black ichor that sizzle on contact. Piercing the aberration's hide, it erupts in a spray of unraveling tendrils, dissolving the unnatural form from within.