"You can control my hand?"
Graz'zt seized his disobedient hand with his other one, shock filling his voice.
"Your hand betrayed you."
The Goddess of Capital held up a stack of indistinct banknotes and tossed them into the air.
Banknotes fluttered down everywhere. As their blurred surfaces grew clear, the portraits printed on them changed into pitch-black single eyes.
They were symbols of the Abyss.
As the banknotes fell, Graz'zt's arm began to transform. Revolting lumps of flesh bulged from its dark skin.
Then wormlike tendrils emerged from the lumps.
The tendrils wrapped around Graz'zt's entire arm and the part of his body connected to it.
After the lumps squirmed a few times, an eye opened and gazed curiously at the world like a newborn child.
The Goddess of Capital smiled.
"Now a small part of your body and soul has betrayed you. If you cut them away, your power will weaken. You know what happens to the weak in the Bottomless Abyss. But if you leave them, you'll end up like that Two-Headed Baboon, fighting yourself."
"So what will you choose?"
The Goddess of Capital and Graz'zt had once been allies. But during one operation, the lord of the Bottomless Abyss had torn up their Contract without hesitation and imprisoned her in his territory.
Now she finally had a chance for revenge.
This time, she would grind Graz'zt to dust and scatter what remained.
The Goddess of Capital smiled, pulled out another stack of banknotes, and waved them through the air.
As though encouraged, the lumps on Graz'zt swelled wildly. Before long, a head grew from his arm.
A head identical to Graz'zt's own.
Graz'zt's face darkened at the sight.
"Waukeen, you're asking for death."
He thrust out a hand, swiftly opened an Abyssal Gate before him, and fled