Amethyst was no stranger to fighting monsters. It was easily her favorite way to pass the time (besides eating, of course). Her whip would always be ready to strike.
Still, she couldn't help but step away from the thing before her. There was no proper word to describe the beast. "Corrupted" was just too light of an adjective, especially for something that had once been a gem. It was hideous and powerful in the worst ways.
And, considering it had once been like Amethyst and her friends, there was always a chance that she or them could be corrupted too.
