"Luckily, it hasn't been too long."
The Old Shaman wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully checked her with his Wood Element Ability, and found that the situation was still alright.
She was about to give birth.
He intended to lift Luna Sutton's Beast Skin Skirt to assist in the childbirth.
But then he hesitated, his hand frozen mid-air, his aged face crumpling in concern.
Even though he was an old man,
he was also male, and it was not appropriate to help the girl give birth.
He turned his head to the chaotic crowd in the room, furrowing his brows and shouting: "The girl, Luna is about to have a child. What are you all standing here for? Prepare hot water, clean animal skins, and a clean Bone Knife. Leave two experienced older females to assist in the delivery, and the rest of you get out of the cave."
Corbin Crowley's silver eyes instantly darkened: "I'll stay."
Rhys Blackwood was too busy preparing the things the shaman had mentioned to mind him.
