"ya
na
kadishtu
nilgh"ri
"(I know nothing)
"stell"bsna
shub-niggurath" (I beseech the Goddess of Dark Fertility)
"k"yarnak
phlegethor" (Share what we think)
"l"ebumna
syha"h
n"ghft" (Within the eternity and darkness of the abyss)
"y"ai
"ng"ngah" (I call upon Her)
"niggurath!" (The supreme Mother Goddess, the Black Goat of the Woods that births a thousand young)
"s"uhn-ngh
athg
li"hee
orr"e
syha"h." (Sign this dark pact)
Colmar, her hair hanging loose, knelt before the archway at the center of the Magic Circle. Holding that piece of "jelly" in her hands, she muttered as she softly chanted a spell entirely unlike those of the modern Magic World.
Gentle waves of magic flowed from between her hands, rushing in every direction before rolling back under the obstruction of the six pillars around the Magic Circle and the yellow clay tablets, crashing once more into the "jelly."
Again and again.
The enormous moon overhead burst with dazzling light. Uneasy rustling came from the hidden jungle all around, as though a herd of goats were gnawing at grass roots or Tree bark. Now and then, agonized moans drifted out from nowhere.
The magical pulses surging from the "jelly" grew stronger and stronger, as did the backlash. The six pillars creaked beneath the raging magic, while tiny cracks appeared along the Tree-branch-like carvings on the yellow clay tablets.
The witch's figure began to tremble and blur within the visible tide of magic. In contrast, her incantation grew louder and louder, until even the black cat at the very edge of the Magic Ritual could hear every word clearly:
"y"ai
"ng"ngah" (I call upon Her)
"niggurath!" (The supreme Mother Goddess, the Black Goat of the Woods that births a thousand young)
"s"uhn-ngh
athg
li"hee
orr"e
syha"h!" (Sign this dark pact!)
"Niggurath," Jiang Yu softly repeated the name,