The blowgun pellet gleams like a shard of glacial ice, its surface etched with frost-laced runes that chill the air around your fingers. Tiny crystals protrude from its spherical form, sharp as winter thorns, while a thin vapor trails from its core, condensing into fleeting rime on your skin. Upon impact, it bursts in a spray of razor-edged frost, encasing flesh in unyielding, cracking ice.
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).