Egyptian?

Isabelle bit her lip as she leaned in a bit to get a better look at the words Sophia's spell had revealed. She knew very little about that variation of magic, and the fact it seemed to be written in what Fina had pointed out to be blood, had her even more worried. Looking across at the woman, the chew on her lip got tighter and Issy began fiddling with her wand.

When Medea told them the counter-spell, she repeated it over and over in her head. It felt much like being back in a lesson right then. But she was going to have to help, it would take more than one of them to perform it. Flexing her fingers, she nodded across at her fellow professors, feeling the force of the shield that had been cast. "Ready when you are."

Now, what was it again? Anfth Eeshtrak Fimbaarah...