Iron shards erupt from your outstretched palm, a storm of razor-edged bolts slicing through the air with metallic shrieks. They hammer into flesh and stone alike, embedding deep with wet thuds and splintering cracks. The barrage leaves a haze of rust-tinged mist, ground pitted and steaming from the onslaught.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Ammo | Bolt of Iron Rain |