Temporarily exile a target from your plane.
You speak a jagged syllable that splits the air. The target blurs at the edges, their form twisting into fragments of light before vanishing entirely, leaving only a faint scorch in the dirt.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Subclass | Conclave Of The Demon Slayer |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).