North Harbour Base

 Number 16 was finding it hard to change direction due to the intense attraction force. With the additional Formation Formula imposed on him, he was frozen in mid-air and unable to avoid the brilliant meteorite. All he could do was urge every single cell in him to generate a repulsion force that formed a shield made of light. 

Swish! The meteorite grew larger and larger. On the surface, flames blazed fiercely from high-speed friction with the atmosphere, giving off a dazzling light. As it got closer and closer, Number 16's pupils finally reflected the figure of a person with a sword. 

Rumble! The brilliance from the meteorite enveloped the enemy as flames rolled outwards into layer after layer of a blooming crimson lotus. 

The sixth move of the Fighting Sect, Fire Meteor! 

Swish swish swish! Rays of lights scattered as Number 16 fell into a miserable state, his body covered in bloody sword wounds.