Manx couldn't help laughing. "You changed your tune awfully fast once you found out who Mystra really was!
What?
Now that you can't use the Goddess of Magic to help the Lady of Pain deal with Shar, you want to use me against the Mystra in Cloud House instead?
Planning to help Dendar shatter the world first?
Toril really is a wonderful place. With locals like you, devils must feel right at home here.
No wonder those fools from the Bottomless Abyss have done so well for themselves here.
We really should visit more often...
Unfortunately, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you and that blade behind you. I don't care what happens to Mystra.
I've found what I came for. If you want her dead before she regains her divine throne, find your own way!"
Monica went rigid, but she still tilted her head slightly and gave Manx a look of adoration and a seductive smile. "You give us too much credit.
We... those of us who follow orders don't have that much freedom to choose."
Finding a clue had put Manx in a good mood, so instead of meeting someone she considered a fool with the silence she would have given them in Hell, she said, "So you get to choose whether to obey my orders, but not hers?
My, my. Has the Lady of Blades grown that powerful?
If you're stupid, don't talk so much. You'll only give yourself away.
Ah... no, thinking you're clever is even more irritating than actually being stupid.
You're making Umberlee look almost charming!"
She knew perfectly well why Manika had stayed here. Below them, the fake cat and the ugly crocodile-headed creature were already probing for a way around the enormous storm vortex to attack that beautiful palace in the clouds.