She listened seriously to Ruby, nodding that she understood. She couldn't help but smile a little at what she said about Angel, because, personally, Dawn kind of felt the same way. "Right. I'll remember."
After Ruby said her part, Dawn cast the stones in her hand, then looked down at the Rumanian spell and began to speak slowly and clearly. "Not dead, nor not of the living. Spirits of the interregnum, I call. Gods, bind him. Cast his hear from -" she broke off for a second as she felt the power begin to rise, and blinked, shaking her head, then continued. "The evil realm." Letting her breath out slowly, she concentrated on the spell, taking a second to compose herself. The strength of the words was beginning to course through her, and the only difference between what she was doing and what Willow had done was that she wasn't sitting in a hospital bed with head trauma.
"Return. I call on..." It happened at the same point as it had with Willow. She felt herself somehow removed, and the words that fell from her lips were in the Rumanian, not the English.