The hall was filled with an atmosphere of solemnity, with a sense of fate lingering in the air. As the Shield Guard Ters called out, everyone's attention turned to him. In his hands, Ters solemnly held an unknown brass instrument.
This never-before-seen instrument resembled a slender, curved clamp. The clamp was about a forearm's length, not thick, and even somewhat thin. Its front end comprised two tightening leaves with holes in between, matching the shape of the infant's head, while the rear end featured dual handles with grooves for gripping and applying force... At first glance, this mysterious instrument looked more like a short clamping weapon, leaving its purpose undetermined momentarily.
"It has been created? Brass obstetric forceps! Simple in form, yet capable of saving countless mothers and infants as a holy relic!..."
