The elixir's surface shimmers with iridescent bubbles, cool glass vial fitting your palm as the cork pops free. Liquid gold pours over your tongue, sharp and fizzy, igniting a rush of warmth from throat to veins. Wings of wind unfurl beneath your skin, lifting you skyward in a surge of buoyant air.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Potion of Flying |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).