It was too late for Fixteen to do anything, for Forma had already shot a mass amount of power in the air. A giant red circle ball filled the sky but due to the fighting not everyone had noticed it.
Already before things had even started Forma's body was shaking. Just the thought of what was about to come frightened her greatly.
"This is all for the legacy of the Crimson Crane."
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