In the far East, there exists a rather theatrical method of cultivation—meditating beneath a waterfall to train oneself.
Rorschach was feeling something similar. But this was the Town Mage Tower, and there was no waterfall. Instead, Magic Power washed over his body from above. Now, under the guidance of the Magic Array, his Soul once again grew light and ethereal, as if it were about to leave his body.
From Rorschach's perspective, his physical senses had vanished, but his perception of Magic Power remained. He felt himself ascending and expanding within a warm, ambient field...
Yes, expanding. His Soul was already twice the size of a normal person's, so once freed from the shackles of his frail, mortal body and infused with Magic Power, it began to unfurl naturally.
However, he also felt his Soul had "thinned." The evidence was his weakening control over Magic Power; it was as if he could be swayed at will by the winds of Magic.
