Victor turned to run once more, but found his feet rooted to the spot. Grimbold began to chant in an unknown tongue, the Grimbold's words seeming to tear at Victor's sanity.

Victor screamed as his body began to change, twisting and contorting. Bones snapped and reformed. His skin split as new growths burst forth. The pain was beyond anything imaginable. He was becoming something else, an abomination.

As quickly as it had begun, the agony ceased. Victor looked down at his hands - now misshapen claws. He felt the hunger rising within him, the gnawing need to rend and devour. The ritual was complete. He was no longer human.

Grimbold rasped. "You have become what I always knew you would be. A monster, a servant to the dark powers. Now go forth and unleash chaos upon the world."