Ba`al Continued.
The raindrops felt like they were made of metal as they ceaselessly battered Hao Xuan's body, creating loud thwacking sounds against his sturdy physique.
The mud felt like it was alive, trying to drag him down and swallow him whole. It was getting harder and harder to move as if the elements themselves wanted to stop him.
But Hao Xuan was so absorbed in other thoughts that he didn't even notice any of these strange happenings.
"Welcome Ba`al-Zebub, Lord of the Flyers. One of the eight Kings of Hell. He is here!" Hao Xuan exclaimed loudly.
Baracus went silent once again for a short moment.
"And what is your plan? What will you do once you stand in front of it?" Baracus inquired calmly, making Hao Xuan slow down.
"I...don't know. I don't know what to do. Before I knew it my body was already moving towards it..." Hao Xuan said with a shake of his head, "What do you think I should do?" he asked, getting an immediate response.
"Leave the planet immediately."