"Good thing it didn't take too long."
The Old Shaman wiped the sweat from his forehead, used Wood Element Ability to check on her carefully, and found that the situation was fine.
She was about to give birth.
He wanted to lift Luna Sutton's Beast Skin Skirt to help deliver the baby.
But then he remembered something, his hand froze mid-air, his old face wrinkling up with embarrassment and hesitation.
He might be an old man,
but he was still a male, after all—not great to help deliver this girl's baby.
He turned to the noisy room full of people, furrowing his brow and shouting, "The girl, Luna, is having babies—what the hell are you all doing standing here? Get hot water and clean beast skins ready, plus a clean bone knife, and leave two experienced older females for delivery. Everyone else, get out of the cave!"
Corbin Crowley's silver eyes instantly darkened. "I'm staying."
