She hits the ground with a grunt, wincing and cracking her eyes open only to find herself staring up at another one of those horrible duplicates. Peridot makes a horrible sound, a groan that starts off quiet and quickly grows into a squawk of anger, like she's Donald Duck or something.
She heats up her claws and tries to slash at the duplicate's underbelly next, hoping to knock it off of her.
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She heats up her claws and tries to slash at the duplicate's underbelly next, hoping to knock it off of her.