The vial shatters against your palm, unleashing a shimmering azure mist that coils upward like liquid smoke. Your fingers tingle as ethereal feathers sprout from your knuckles, iridescent and pulsing with captured wind. Wings unfurl in a rush of buoyant air, lifting you skyward on gusts that taste of storm-swept clouds.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Potion of Flying |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).