"Agent of the Lord of Order, paramour of Deryats, we need not be enemies." A voice that sounded like countless others layered together poured into both of Rorschach's minds.
To his surprise, the allies the Marquis had been waiting for—these ancient Shepherds—were actually making a friendly overture to Rorschach. "We Shepherds are like brothers to the Mouse Speakers. We were all once followers of Her Highness Deryats, born from the same root. Today, we stand together."
Original Rorschach breathed a sigh of relief. With these behemoths on their side, the outcome was all but decided. It seemed the hand in the carriage had sensed Little Coal Ball and decided to "do them a favor."
