A moment later, he turned around with a grim expression. "This eagle egg has no life force at all. Didn't you notice?"
The Flying Eagle Witch sprang to his feet and hurried over to the egg. Dark green witch power gradually enveloped the egg the Snow Tiger Witch had just inspected.
After a moment, his expression abruptly darkened...
"Before I left the tribe, I checked them all myself. Every egg I brought had life force. How could this..."
The nearby Flying Eagle Tribe Leader clenched his fists, staring at the egg before the witch, speechless for a long moment.
After a long pause, he staggered over and cradled the lifeless egg, his entire body trembling.
The dignified Golden Rank, three-striped Beastman was now crying like a small cub. The others in the cave could even hear his tears dripping onto the eggshell.
"This is the third of his children to die."
The Flying Eagle Witch's voice was hoarse, as if countless suppressed screams were caught in his throat.
