Glyphs
*Beep*Beep*Beep*
Alarms started going off in Hao Xuan's ears, confusing and disorienting him even more than he already was.
"Immediate trajectory re-alignment recommended!"
"Immediate trajectory re-alignment recommended!"
"Immediate trajectory re-alignment recommended!"
His entire vision was covered by bright red letters and his ears with the harsh beeping.
"AHHHH-SHUT THE HELL UP-AHHH!"
He managed to roar at Baracus angrily in the middle of screaming before continuing with it right after. Hao Xuan's heart was in his throat as he hurled down at breakneck speed, flailing about much like a chicken dancing in hot oil.
He tried to regain control and position himself correctly but with so much going on and the ground getting bigger by the second, panic overtook him and all he managed to do was rip a large chunk off of the wingsuit's left-wing.
"NOO!" Hao Xuan cried seeing the piece of fabric floating away.