Sparks crawl along the air, twisting in jagged arcs. Ozone thickens, burning sharp in your lungs. Hair lifts, weightless. Bolts snap and recoil from unseen boundaries, illuminating flickering afterimages against the scorched, trembling ground.
| # | Name | |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Cloud Giant Prince | |
| 2 | Storm-Touched Behemoth |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).