Just as the group turned back, a swarm of Blood Ghouls burst through the tomb's main entrance.

Logan and the others froze, eyes wide with terror.

The creatures wasted no time, launching straight into a frenzied massacre. There had to be hundreds of them, and they were tearing into anything that moved.

The Driscolls' guards, who had been focused on rescuing Rafael, were completely blindsided. The Blood Ghouls plowed into them like a tidal wave, shredding through their formation and sending bodies flying amid blood-curdling screams.

Gunfire exploded in every direction, turning the tomb into a warzone.

Meanwhile, Rafael—still tangled in the Night Hag's hair—was dragged slowly toward her ghoulish face.

"No! I don't want to die! Please, no!"

His scream echoed across the chamber.

The black strands wrapped tighter, layer after layer, until his fat body was completely mummified by the living hair. From within the cocoon came the sickening sound of bones being crushed, enough to