From your palm erupts a tiny, iridescent pellet, streaking through the air like a frozen teardrop, its surface shimmering with faint, ethereal vapors. It strikes with a soft thud, dissolving into the target's skin in a cool, numbing bloom that spreads tendrils of heavy drowsiness through veins and muscles. Eyelids droop as limbs slacken, the world fading to a velvet hush.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Ammo | Sling Pellet of Sleeping |