"The Cluster," Peridot agreed, looking down through the window at it with some grim satisfaction.

They'd survived! Against all odds! There had been insane grinning in there somewhere! And now... now the Earth was shaking. The Cluster was shaking. The cluster, that was made of the shards of millions of shattered Gems. Peridot didn't even care that her first instinct was to shriek in terror, because, frankly, it was terrifying.

Especially when the whole surface of the gigantic Gem fusion began to ripple, and then a series of arms, legs, entire torsos, screaming faces and all, tried to break free from the resulting ripples, trying desperately to take shape.