The creature pulled its body forward in one painful drag of its remaining leg. It could see the terrain through the crack in its protective shell; rocky, uneven, but with just enough earth to dig its claw into and propel it onward.
With each slow crawl and teeth-jarring scrape, it could feel the interior of its shell expanding, swelling to accommodate the growing body within. It was tracking the one who had reduced it to this pitiful state. And by the time it caught up, it would be unrecognizable to its prey.
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