Your arrow whistles through the air, its obsidian tip gleaming with veins of calcified stone that pulse like frozen veins. It strikes flesh, and instantly, skin hardens to unyielding marble, veins crystallizing into rigid gray networks. Limbs seize in mid-motion, joints locking with a faint, grinding crack, turning the victim into a statue of perpetual stillness.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Ammo | Arrow of Petrification |