ðɪs kˈɔːzd mˈɪtɹəz sˈiːd tə fˈɔːl fɹʌm hɜː wˈuːm ˌɪntʊ ðə sˈeɪm sˈeɪkɹɪd pˈɪtʃɚ ænd hiː kˈɜːst hɜː fɔːɹ lˈæk ʌv fᵻdˈɛlᵻɾi.
This caused Mitra's seed to fall from her womb into the same sacred pitcher and he cursed her for lack of fidelity.