"A few ribs are broken, but it's nothing serious."
Facing Stonemason, Julia seemed somewhat nervous, her gaze unconsciously flickering to the side, towards the eerie, bloated figure in the black robe.
"Hmm."
Stonemason nodded. "Endo?"
This appeared to be the name of the bloated figure.
Julia involuntarily swallowed, looking even more tense.
The bloated figure stepped forward, and countless metallic tendrils extended from beneath his black robe. Each tendril was connected to a strangely shaped surgical tool.
Below the black robe's hood, green eyes shone brightly, as if they were scanning Julia.
After a while, he spoke in a raspy, sharp voice akin to fingernails scraping a chalkboard, "The body has no major issues, and the mental state is also normal. No cognitive curses, heart possession, Taoist Demon Seed..."
