"QUICKLY!!" he shouted anxiously.
The water moved again from the right side.
This time it was strong enough to push him back a step, closer to the edge of the cliff where even more tendrils grabbed hold of him. They were still thinner than silk threads but with thousands and thousands of them coming at him at once, he would soon be in a precarious situation.
Luckily, Baracus responded pretty damn quickly.
In Hao Xuan's grasp appeared a cylindrical metal tube closed from both sides. There was a single red rune constantly rotating in the center.
"Crush the rune and throw it above your head for maximum effect," Baracus instructed.
Hao Xuan promptly inspected the rune. It looked like a bracket with both ends twisting into a 'V' shape. Strangely enough, he instantly knew what it meant.
'Initiation'.
Following Baracus's instructions, Hao Xuan pressed his thumb on the red rune and pressed until it broke into pieces as if made from glass.