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As soon as Zarathustra finished speaking, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he didn't get any response from Isabella.

He turned his gaze towards his right and immediately saw Isabella gazing at him with a cold glint in her eyes, her tone cold as she spoke, repeating her earlier question word for word, "Will it endanger him or cause any sort of permanent damage to him?"

"What's with that look?" Zarathustra scoffed, "It's not like you can stop the process now anyways. If I didn't know any better, I would think you're crushing on him or something," Zarathustra jokingly remarked, but seeing that Isabella just stared at him with a deadpan expression on her face, he cleared his throat, turning his gaze back to the screens, and responded,

"To answer your question, according to experience and records, no permanent injuries should occur. But he would require time to recover if it should fail."

"How long?" Isabella asked instantly.