Per multos annos sex lunarum ordinem et collocationem

exspectaverat

Et tandem suum iter finem habuerat...

Erat sub radicibus montis Ghor-Ad

In cuius cacumine magnifica domus regia eminebat.

Cum in eam irrupisset eius cognoscendi cupiditas et imperii

aviditas

Usque ad ianuam cellae funebris eum pepulerunt...

Duo sarcophagi positi in medio loco

Conclavis illustrati nigra flamma.

Incipit declamationem versuum turpium

Excitans flammam magis magisque ingentem

Dum magus vomitans blasphemias instabat

Duae nigrae imagines habitibus bellicis apparverunt...

Domini Mali

Quomodo miser homo poterat eos continere ?



[HULTH-GARTH (He Who Summon Deads' Souls)]



For years he had waited the six moons falling into line,

And finally his journey ended...

He was at the feet of the Ghor-Ad mountain

On the top of which raised the majestic castle.

Once entered his thirst of knowledge and his desire of power

Pushed him to the death chamber

Two sarcophagi in the middle of a room illuminated

By black flame.

He began to recite abominable verses,

Animating the flame stather and stather

To the pursue of the necromancer vomiting oaths.

Two black figures in war clothes materialized...

He had freed "The Lords Of Evil".

How dare a poor human being think to be able to

Control Them?