Your withered hand clamps like desiccated bark, veins bulging black and brittle across papery skin that cracks with the motion. Fingers twist into claws, nails splintered and yellowed, raking forward in a surge of necrotic force. Flesh sloughs from the target in gray tatters, bones creaking audibly as life drains into the air like frost on a winter gale.
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).