The target must succeed or start Fleeing.
Your eyes lock onto theirs, irises flaring with an unnatural, jittering glow that seeps into their pupils like ink in water. Their breath hitches, chest heaving as sweat beads on clammy skin, fingers twitching uncontrollably. Legs buckle in a frantic scramble, propelling them away in blind, stumbling flight from the invisible horror.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Spell | Eyebite |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).