The man let out a shrill scream and nearly collapsed to his knees while panic instantly filled his face.
"My hand!"
"My fucking hand!"
Cold sweat poured down his forehead while his entire body trembled violently from the pain.
For a brief moment, the noisy tavern fell completely silent.
Then chaos erupted.
"You bitch!"
"How dare you!"
Several men immediately jumped up from their seats and rushed toward Miranda furiously while chairs overturned and mugs shattered loudly across the floor.
But Miranda did not even bother looking at them.
Instead, she calmly reached into her robe and slowly took out a delicate black flute.
Then she began playing softly.A strange melody spread across the tavern, and the eerie tune drifted through the air in a strangely gentle rhythm.
The people nearby stared at her in complete disbelief.
"What the hell?"
"Is this bitch crazy?"
"She is fucking playing music in the middle of a fight?"
