The vial's crimson liquid swirls like molten rubies, effervescing with tiny bubbles that pop against the glass, releasing a faint, metallic tang. Warmth radiates through your fingers as you uncork it, the potion's surface shimmering with golden flecks that dance like embers in blood. Swallowing it coats your throat in liquid fire, veins pulsing with newfound vigor, muscles hardening like forged steel beneath your skin.