Southeast Peak

Gem shakes her head. "The ritual takes a couple hours, and requires an appropriate sacrifice." She nods to the cloud of smoke, which billows angrily. "I took the liberty of bringing one I already summoned along. Reveal yourself fully." She commands the smoky spirit. It drifts upwards until it floats at about head height, the effect making it difficult to see vanishing and its whispering growing in a crescendo of harsh words in a language never spoken by human tongues. "Don't worry. It is perfectly under my control."