The barrage of rocks had torn through her yellow shell and crushed the soft, black body beneath, reducing the snorunt to a squished, bloody mess. A soft moan from the shape indicated she was still alive, if barely, and tiny, blue eyes flickered half-open. She whimpered and tried to turn onto her side, screaming when the rock that was crushing her tore deeper into her ruined back. Pain pulsed through what was left of her body like an intense wave of heat. Through its haze, Snorunt could interpret only blurry cracks of turquoise light in the blackness of the rock pile on top of her - no, wait. Bathed in the light, there was a hand. A small, human hand, sticking out of a broken, twisted arm with a sharp bone jutting through ragged flesh. Snorunt could not see beyond it, but recognized that hand all too well.
Panicking, she dragged herself forward, and pulled herself from under the rock with some willpower she'd never known herself to have. She lay on her face in a tiny clearing in the fallen rocks, the world flashing turquoise and black before her eyes as blood pulsed from a gaping hole that stretched from the middle of her back to the bottom of her body, staining red what was left of her shell.
With the last of her strength, she tried to roll over again - only to feel something cool and smooth pressing against her torn skin. As the world began to fade for the final time, a sudden, awakening jolt rippled through her body. Her eyes widened for a moment, and she could see nothing but blinding, bright blue light.
Then there was pain again - but this pain was new. It felt like something sharp and hot was slicing through the remains of her insides, spinning rapidly, as if it were trying to carve out the filling of her body. Then something was pulling her, stretching and straining her shell of a body until ultimately, it fell apart and the black and yellow flesh fell to the ground in pieces.
With awe, she realized that that while she could no longer feel the body, she could see it, as if she were hovering just above the scene. The near-unrecognizable remains of the snorunt shimmered below her, reflecting the cold blue light coming from deep within a massive, clear blue stone.
Is that me? she thought. She lifted a pair of strange, new arms, which shimmered with the same eerie white and turquoise light of the stone.
Is this... evolution?