Mess
As soon as that loud shout rang out, the bustling city of Vorandis suddenly grew silent. The crowd turned to look in the direction of the sound, their eyes filled with curiosity, apprehension, and some even with excitement.
Standing there was none other than Norrick, the Guard Leader who had had a run-in with Mira the previous day. He was flanked by several heavily armored guards, all of them with stern faces and sharp gazes.
"Do you honestly think you can create such a scene and get away with it?" Norrick pointed directly at Mira, his face showing a mixture of anger and satisfaction. Clearly, he had been waiting for an opportunity to make a move against Mira.
Mira stared back at Norrick, her face calm, her crimson eyes cold, but she didn't say anything. There was no point in talking to an idiot that wouldn't listen to her in the first place.