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“We have a casualty here, Conan. You better come down to the coven, all of you.” Coffey mumbled as he ended the call without waiting for Conan to say a single word. He looked at the bodies as he rolled his eyes in disbelief as he couldn’t fathom what exactly had happened but then, this was already too much to handle. And the last thing he could let happen right now is letting Tristan hear about this. Within half an hour, Conan’s car drove in. Coffey could hear the revving sound of Conan’s car engine. “Thank God they are here already.” He mumbled as he turned around as he watched the car coming towards his direction but this time around, at a reduced speed. He could see the shock that overwhelmed Conan’s face the moment he parked his car. He hurriedly stepped down from the car as he loo