"Yes, mom, I got it. You don't have to worry. Yeah…yes, I understand. No, it's fine. You don't have to come. I'm not even injured. Alright, I'll get a check-up in a hospital. Yeah…Okay, see you!" Grisha ended the call, sighing as she looked at the figure of Compass Carburettor playing with the Armaments.
She waited for a couple of minutes, seeing a message arrive from her mother. After that, she dialled up another number, "Yes, Dr. Gregesh? I'm Grisha. Yes, I'll be there in an hour. Yes, you don't have to worry about that."
Once she ended the call, Grisha said, "Dr. Gregesh is a trusted friend of my mother. He's a research specialist that would be able to unearth all the details of the mutated animal."
"That's great," Compass Carburettor nodded, placing the five Armaments on the table as he said, "Let's get going then."
"Wait, in those clothes?" She asked, pointing at the clothes he wore. "Can't you wear something better?"
