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"What? Just a Berserker Wolf?" The crowd stared at the red dye on Zoey's hand, and their doubts started to ease. Still, someone shouted in dissatisfaction, "If it has nothing to do with you, why does it hurt others but submit to you?" Zoey looked around and then focused on the band. "Do you have a melodica?" When Zoey mentioned the melodica, a look of understanding flashed in Owen's eyes. He recalled Zoey's and Ethan's competition in the underground arena and instantly grasped Zoey's intention. "Yes, we do." A band member quickly handed over his melodica. Zoey took the melodica and began to play amidst the crowd's skeptical gazes. Her fingers danced over the keys, and the melodious sound spread softly through the ballroom. To everyone's surprise, the once ferocious wolf perked up it