The jungles were very active that evening. Birds and monkeys cluttered about. A capybara swam across the rivers. Over on the Northern peak of the jungle, it was especially active.

Upon a massive pile of bones lay a bowl constructed from clay and earth, filled to the brim with a strange, glowing liquid. A tall, dark-skinned woman was busy tossing various stuff into the bowl, stirring it with a large taro root. This woman was clad in nothing but bones strung together and forming a bikini-like outfit, with a feather in her hair and a long cape formed from the fur of a jaguar.

"By the power of the ancients..." the strange woman said. "Let the POWER be MINE!"

A gust of steam blew from within the bowl. The light from the bowl turned a dark pink.

"With this POWER, o great ones who have come before me," the woman said, tossing in a whale bone. "I shall RULE every corner of the known world!"

With the addition of the whale bone, the water from within the bowl turned a bright yellow. The woman began to recite an ancient incantation from centuries gone by—in an ancient dialect that is unpronounceable by the modern-day man.

Nearby, a small iguana started to watch this taking place. Some of the light from the clay bowl started to blind him, so he moved out of the way.

"WOAH!" He exclaimed. "She's really doin' it up tonight!"

The iguana skittered up a large baobab tree in order to get a better view of the whole scene taking place. He also went up heathers so as to not become burnt by the power that the strange woman was using.

The ground started to shift and fill with lava at the might of the woman's sheer power. Tech tonic plates caused the bowl and bones it lay upon to rise up as well, practically reaching the stratosphere. The clay bowl began to glow a sickly green yet again. A massive fire emanated from within the bowl, making the side of the mountain look absolutely ominous.

The woman laughed maliciously as a cloud of red smoke covered everything, and the true power of the ancients was viewed to her.