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The paramedics who were loading up the injured man froze. The only person who didn't freeze was Stan. He left Clover's side to go stand with Bellamy. The cops had taken off guys’ masks. The one who held Jen was bald with tattoos on his head. The other human had a buzz cut and looked like he’d been a soldier or something. The witches were actually twins. They both had thin lips, long noses, and bags under their eyes. Bellamy and Stan glared at them. In this moment, they weren't 'Stan and Bellamy'. They were the Queen and the Urso. They radiated power and rage. It was obvious that neither one was happy about this situation. "Get the injured man out of here. Keep him in anti-magic cuffs, though. I don't want him escaping because of his injuries." Bellamy ordered. "How will this be han