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The flames in the brazier rose slightly.
We are to call upon MARCHOSIAS, a great marquis of the Descending Hierarchy," Ware said in the
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same conversational voice. "Before he fell, he belonged to the Order of Dominations among the
angels, and thinks to return to the Seven Thrones after twelve hundred years. His virtue is that he
gives true answers. Stand fast, all."
The Seal of Marchosias
With a sudden motion, Ware thrust the end of his rod into the surging flames of the brazier. At once
the air of the hall rang with a long, frightful chain of woeful howls. Above the bestial clamor, Ware
shouted:
"I adjure thee, great MARCHOSIAS, as the agent of the Emperor LUCIFER, and of his beloved son
LUCIFUGE ROFOCALE, by the power of the pact I have with thee, and by the Names ADONAY,
ELOIM, JEHOVAM, TAGLA, MATHON, ALMOUZIN, ARIOS, PITHONA, MAGOTS,
SYLPHAE, TABOTS, SALAMANDRAE, GNOMUS, TERRAE, COELIS, GODENS, AQUA, and
by the whole hierarchy of superior intelligence who shall constrain thee against thy will, venite,
venite, submiritillor MARCHOSIAS!"
The noise rose higher, and a green steam began to come off the brazier. It smelt like someone was
burning hart's horn and fish gall. But there was no other answer. His face white and cruel, Ware
rasped over the tumult:
"I adjure thee, MARCHOSIAS, by the pact, and by the Names, appear instanter!" He plunged the rod
a second time into the flames. The room screamed; but still there was no apparition.
"Now I adjure thee, LUCIFUGE ROFOCALE, whom I command, as the agent of the Lord and
Emperor of Lords, send me thy messenger MARCHOSIAS, forcing him to forsake his hiding place,
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