Peridot drops back down onto all fours, staring uncomfortably at the spot where the duplicate was mere moments ago and looking vexed. She may have beaten the darn thing, but that really doesn't put her any closer to finding the real Amethyst.

Shifting back out of her dragon guise, Peridot skims her surroundings for any sign of the prism one more time, standing on her tip-toes and shouting: "Amethyst! AMETHYST!"