A sickly green haze bursts outward, roiling in thick, sluggish tendrils. The air ripples, heavy with an acrid stench that clings to the throat. The ground sizzles where the fumes coil, tainting every breath.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Lair | Black Dragon Lair |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).