The vial's glass warms your palm, etched with swirling wards that pulse faintly blue. Tilting it back, cool liquid slides down your throat, tasting of chilled mist and iron resolve. A shimmering veil settles over your skin, invisible yet taut, deflecting ethereal whispers and spectral claws with a resonant hum.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Potion of Spirit Safeguard |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).