The Rabbit was gone from the scene the moment it felt the heat of Rong's flames. Rabbits are cowardly things, and even monstrous rabbits fear things bigger than it. The manikin went along with the rabbit's instinct's easily, recognizing instinct as a strong survival tool.
The body, on the other hand, stood up. It felt weaker, slower- it understood that splitting itself must have had reprecussions. It could faintly feel the other part of it, the rabbit, but not enough that it had any control over it. Perhaps if it could regain some strength...
The Manikin did not notice Rong's flames wash over it's body, not until it realized that it's mass was quickly disappearing. It scrambled backwards until it was out of the range of the fire, and regrew it's eyes. It noted that it was in a new place all together, and that several of the moving lives were now missing. It also noted the fact that there was a twoheaded Beast in front of it, one head which spewed fire wildly. How terrifying the dragons were... The Manikin admired the beast's ferocity, which made it's bug instincts wild with fear. Every inch of the manikin wanted to flee- however, it did not. It's desire to stay was greater than it's fear. It stayed for one reason- it wanted the dragons' existence.
The dragons amazed the manikin, fascinated it, for the exact reasons why they scared it. The dragons were a truly strong thing, something recognized by instinct, a pure impulse. Even at a base level, life recognized the dragons as great. The manikin wanted that. It wanted the exact quality that gave the dragons a high standing in life, that made it fear them. It was becoming clear now, what the manikin desired. It would explore every piece of life, and become the greatest of all- simply because it could, and because it wanted to- honestly, it had nothing else it could want anyway. The manikin was, at this point in time, simply a life- there were no layers, no secrets or desires. It could be considered a bit pathetic- However, that purity as a life also made it's determination infinite. It would throw everything it had to it's singular cause, simply because it's cause was all it had.
The desire to take the dragons' existence agitated a piece of the manikin. Realizing that this too was instinct, the manikin allowed the agitation to take it over. Instantly, the manikin became a glass man. Transforming into that glass was a logical instinct-To take the dragons' existence, a first step would be to take their form. In another instant, a glassy copy of the dragons appeared. The manikin felt empowered then- although nothing but it's form and density changed. Staring forth at the dragons, the manikin knew that copying form was not enough. Nature didn't fear just form, it feared... Well, the manikin did not know. Which is exactly why it intended to find out. It layered it's new form with the bug's exoskeleton, and opened it's mouths wider than they should have been able to open. Awkwardly but ferociously, the manikin charged.