The bullet gleams with an iridescent sheen, its lead core etched in twisting vines and thorny runes that pulse with emerald light. Forged from star-fallen iron and feyroot sap, it spirals through the air like a comet's tail, shredding glamour veils and piercing immortal flesh with a sizzle of unraveling magic. On impact, it blooms thorns within the victim's veins, wilting their ethereal grace to dust.
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).