Another night crawler
As the blinding light subsided, the chamber erupted into chaos. Nebula's hand flew to the star-shaped pendant around her neck, her fingers closing around it as she began to chant in a language George had never heard before. The necklace pulsed with an otherworldly light, casting eerie shadows across her determined face.
Simultaneously, George felt a primal surge within him. His other half, the part of him he'd been struggling to control since his transformation, broke free. His body contorted, bones cracking and reshaping as he transformed into his full vampire form - the Night Crawler. His fangs elongated, razor-sharp and gleaming in the dim light. His fingers stretched into lethal claws, and his eyes blazed with an inhuman hunger.
The witches around the altar reacted swiftly, their hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. Glowing runes materialized, hovering around them like arcane fireflies. The air crackled with magical energy, thick and oppressive.