A brittle arrow of shadow erupts from your fingertips, its surface cracking like parched earth under relentless sun. It streaks through the air with a faint hiss, trailing wisps of desiccating mist that curls and flakes away. On impact, the bolt burrows deep, veins of decay spiderwebbing across flesh, turning vibrant tissue to withered husk in seconds.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Ammo | Bolt of Withering |