Red Robed Rorschach did not disappear, but he grew enraged.
The connection between the original self and him was now severed, and they no longer shared a mirrored relationship. In other words, the change Red Robed Rorschach had desperately tried to avoid had irreversibly happened.
"Why would you do this? Why would you give up your Casting Ability?" Red Robed Xia's face was livid.
Rorschach, no longer feeling any pain, said lightly, "Here, whether it's Rorschach the Middle Level Caster or a powerless ordinary person, what difference does it make to you, who has the home-field advantage and calls yourself a Great Mage? In your own words, they're all just ants and monkeys."
"And by doing this, I've confirmed one thing above all else: no matter my appearance or my body, with or without Magic Ability, I am still me. And you are not me."
