"Han Sen! I've brought harm down on you. I cannot believe the Buddha had an ulterior motive for inviting me there." Back on the ship, Yisha placed the ant down on the table and sighed.
Han Sen wished to speak, but he could not. He had become an ant, and he could no longer use any geno arts. He really was like a normal ant.
Han Sen was not frightened by his new state, though. He started skittering across the table, writing something out by the way he was moving. "The few items I had were stolen by Burning Lamp. He took my deified Knife Blank."
When Yisha saw Han Sen writing this out, she looked overjoyed. She said, "You still have a will of your own?"
"I am aware, yes. What's wrong?" Han Sen wrote.
