Through the fog comes a massive veiny and burnt arm, each smaller appendage creating it clawing at the air. The taloned finger of each hungering hand that acted as the giant hand's fingers smashed Xavier in the mask shattering the ODST-style helmet. For a moment he sees him, standing amidst the fog. An angel who feeds upon his own wings to tame the inner demon. https://imgur.com/Kd304 The cracks on Xavier's helmet begin to spiderweb across his visor, almost as if consuming the very glass itself... It would be better to take off at this point due to vision being obstructed.