The vial's glass warms in your grip, its swirling crimson elixir bubbling with faint, acrid fumes that sting the nostrils. Tilting it back, the thick liquid coats your tongue like molten syrup, igniting a rush of heat through veins and bones. Flesh stretches taut, muscles bulge and twist, joints creak as your frame surges upward, skin rippling over expanding mass until the world shrinks beneath your towering form.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Potion of Enlarge Target |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).