A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 607

“Who the heck are you guys, anyway?”

The folks from Ivory Town eyed Calliope and Silas with open suspicion, arms crossed and brows furrowed. Nobody here was looking to make friends.

“They’re not tourists, are they?”

“Tourists don’t get a say around here, that’s for sure!”

“Yeah, Neil, look at that kid from your town. He’s barely hanging on. You’re just gonna stand there and do nothing? If he kicks the bucket, that’s not our problem!”

“If you want him back, then prove it. Show us you mean business!”

Everyone was talking at once, voices loud and sharp, all of it aimed at the Oxcreek Town folks gathered on the other side.

“I’m not a tourist,” Calliope replied icily, her gaze cutting through the crowd. “I’m from Oxcreek, same as you all are from here.” She glared at the Ivory Town group. “Let me be clear: there’s no way we’re agreeing to your terms. And if you’re not handing him over, well, we’ll just take him back ourselves.”

“Take him from us?” someone scoffed, rolling their eyes. “You think you can? Oxcreek Town has never been able to stand up to us, and you know it.”

The crowd from Ivory Town jeered, their younger men looking ready for a tussle. It wasn’t a fair fight—Oxcreek was outnumbered and outmuscled.

Neil’s face had gone pale. He looked over at the Ivory Town’s leader. “Isaiah, come on, we can talk this out. You don’t have to be like this.”

“Yeah, Isaiah, you’re taking this way too far! Maybe we can discuss these conditions, figure something out—”

The tension was thick enough to slice with a knife. Oxcreek’s people were already halfway to giving in, realizing they’d lose if things got ugly. Nobody wanted a fight, especially not with Calliope here.

But Calliope just drew herself up, eyebrows knit into a scowl, and strode forward, Silas following right behind her. As they closed the distance, a strange hush fell. Even the rowdiest Ivory Town boys felt a chill run down their spines.