The Uber-Buff

Willow, Giles + Xander perform a ritual to combine their essences with Buffy.

Giles, Xander and Willow sit cross-legged on the floor, in a triangular configuration, Both doors now barricaded. The petrified rune gourd between them, surrounded by four burning candles. On the floor, to Willow's right, is a deck of tarot cards and she refers to a thick, decrepit book in her lap.

Willow: (reading) By the generous will of the Ancients, the almighty power of the Divine Spirits Your supplicants humbly beseech thee to behold us, and that which we possess the moieties of the One, the Avatar.
Close on Willow's hand as she turns over a tarot card and lays it down before her.
On the tarot card is a picture of an ethereally striking woman, flowing hair, billowing robe floating inches above the ground. Imprinted on the bottom is the word "Spiritus."
Willow: Spiritus The Spirit
She turns another card and lays it before Xander.
The picture is of a valiant knight in bloodied tunic emblazoned with a heart. At the bottom, it reads, "Animus".
Xander: Animus Heart
Willow turns over another and lays it down before Giles.
A wizened scholar, surrounded by scrolls, and Old World globe. The word at the bottom: "Sophus."
Giles: Sophus Mind
Willow lays a final card down in the center, at the base of the gourd.
It's a picture of two hands intersecting each other - one open and outstretched, the other clenched into a tight fist. It reads "Manus."
Willow: And Manus. The Hand. Everyone's eyes are closed.
Willow: We enjoin that we may inhabit the vessel - the hand - daughter of Sineya, First of the Ones.
The three are bathed in orange light emanating from the gourd. They're breathing heavily, faces drenched in sweat.
Willow: We implore thee: Admit us, bring us to the vessel! Take us now!
Their heads simultaneously snap upward, as if staring at the ceiling (or us).
Then, suddenly, there's a blinding white flash, and we're in

INT. SECRET LABORATORY MONITORING ROOM - DAY
Buffy is crouched behind the console, desperately thinking of her next move. As the POV is upon her
Angle on adam. He fires a rocket at the console.
KA-BOOM!
Much smoke. He squints into it and sees, Buffy. But not Buffy. Something much more. An Uber-Buffy, exuding enormous power, charged with energy. Her eyes glow a fiery, incandescent orange.

Adam: You can't last much longer.

Buffy: We can. We are forever.
Slowly at first, then more forcefully, she begins speaking in tongues. Or, more specifically, to incant in Ancient Sumerian, in a multi-harmonic voice.

Buffy: (Sumerian) sha me-en-dan. Gesh-toog me-en-dan. Zee me-en-den. Oo-khush-ta me-ool-lee-a ba-ab-tum-mu-do-en.

Buffy: (English translation) We are heart. We are mind. We are spirit. From the raging storm, we bring the power of the Primeval One.

Season 5 Spells + Magic coming soon.

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