In a voice akin to a grinding tombstone, you finish uttering the arcane words while placing a single finger upon the brow of your target. A hint of ozone wafts through the air, and their hair stands on end, as lighting arcs through their body, coursing through every bone and tendon, sapping strength from their muscles, and burning flesh when it superheats any metal on their person.



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