The bullet spirals from your chamber with a sulfurous hiss, its silvered tip etched in glowing runes that flare against infernal hides. It punches through brimstone flesh, unraveling demonic sinew in bursts of acrid smoke and sizzling ichor. Fiends convulse as unholy essence ignites within, crumbling to ash amid echoes of shattered curses.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Ammo | Bullet of Fiend Slaying |