Christopher Golden

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"Hellboy!" Abe snapped. Hellboy twisted around, even as he drew the pistol, to see the face of Jangbu changing, flesh changing texture, jaw protruding. His eyes began to burn, fire licking up from the edges. "Him? This old guy was your guy?" he shouted to Anastasia. "No. It wasn't him," she said, her voice curiously lifeless. Which was when Hellboy noticed that it wasn't just Jangbu. The villagers were all changing, skin turning to rough, scaly hide, fangs protruding, eyes on fire. Jangbu hissed…