As his split-self sacrificed its body to become a tree, his original body felt the change.
"Teacher?" Andre grew worried when he saw that the altar remained unchanged. But Rorschach began dismantling the entire ritual setup. "It's over. The objective has been achieved."
"Then your split-self..."
That wisp of his split soul was certainly unrecoverable now. However, it wasn't destroyed; it was simply buried deep within a space bubble, so his main body hadn't suffered any trauma. 'A blessing in disguise?' Rorschach sighed. Sacrificing a split-self for a piece of unclaimed land was a worthy trade. (Of course, neither he nor his split-self knew the original purpose of this space.)
The only negative consequence was that he could no longer cast the Descent Summoning Technique. If he tried to split his soul again, his main body would cry out in protest. Splitting one's soul too many times only to lose one's nose and hair wasn't a price worth paying.
