Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Mune materialized just in time and screamed, [Master, that's dangerous for you at the moment!]

<Snap out of it, human!> Raiken roared in Nix's subconscious.

Nix made a stop and froze for quite some time before he held his head as he tried to understand what was going on.

<This is what happens when you are greedy and decide to house four dragons without proper training!> Red snapped in disgust.

If it weren't because of Raiken, they would have been screeching in pain.

Obsidian dropped to the floor in fear, he had dreaded going against Nix because of the elixir–that would have alerted anyone else if Nix blasted him out of the room.

He quickly tossed the jar into a black sphere he created. If he didn't see it, probably that was better.

Lank pulled on Nix's shoulder and examined him. "Dude! Are you there?"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Obsidian warned, unsure if it was sensible to be that close.

His mentor was a bunch of crazies compiled in a fairly untrained individual, one minute he could be friendly and approachable, the next he could be cold and dangerous.

All they needed to know was how to navigate themselves and keep their distance if it was the latter.

After what had happened a few hours ago, it had been confirmed that when he's in a dangerous disposition, he could turn on those he considers a threat–and that could include his friends.

Lank did as he was told and took six steps back for the special measure.

Nix held his head and blinked several times till the glow in his eyes was deactivated.

When he looked to his side, he noticed Mune was floating and looking worried.

'How did you get out?' He questioned and tilted his head.

Mune fiddled with her fingers and zoomed to his face, her tiny fingers examined his features and she hugged his cheek after confirmation.

[Master I was so scared! I thought you wouldn't be able to resist]

'Resist?' Nix picked on that bit of information, wondering what she meant by that.

"Nix! Mentor!" Obsidian called out happily trying his hardest to hide the horrors in his heart and inadvertently breaking up the flow Nix had with Mune.

[Master, we can have this conversation next time. Speak with your friends], with that, Mune hovered for a while in front of him and moved onto Nix's hair like she normally did before. She could give him all the time he needed to bond with them.

After she had confirmed what she needed after seeing the jar, she was sure a lurking danger was just waiting to jump on his weakness if he didn't control his abilities soon.

Feeling reluctant to do as he was told since he wanted answers from her, but when she didn't speak but rather played with his hair, he let out a sigh and complied.

Nix's eyes locked on Obsidian before he spoke, "what is going on with your face?" He questioned because of the horror-stricken face that stared right back.

The twitching eyebrows did no good in him trying to mask his emotions from Nix.

Obsidian and Lank shared a look and burst into nervous laughter. It was best to pretend nothing had happened and tackle the problem at hand which was getting to know how they could avoid being a suspect.

"Nothing is going on, right, Lank?" Obsidian questioned through gritted teeth as he tried to get an affirmation from him.

Lank rapidly bobbed his head to the question and forced a smile, "why would there be?"

Nix raised a brow but decided to let it slide as he immediately remembered what they had been discussing before some weird blackout.

"What's in that thing?" He interrogated, pointing at the floating sphere.

Blood drained from Obsidian's face, but after he quickly gained his momentum, he explained that it was the very thing that had made him act strange after focusing his attention on it.

"You went.... uh how do I put it?" Lank cut in and proceeded to gesture like an undead, stretching out his hands and walking in a forced and stiff manner.

Nix scrunched up his face and shook his head, "now I just know your playing tricks on me, that looked stupid."

Lank let out a gasp and harrumphed, "you just called yourself stupid, in case you didn't notice."

Obsidian cleared his throat in hopes of drawing their attention to the main question.

Once he had gotten their attention, he freaked out, "how the hell do we keep that snake, fart face, and that peekaboo if they decide it was worth checking here?!"

Nix closed his eyes as he heard the three who were pissing him off just by the mention of their names. "That vile snake can't slither in here even if she had lost her sense of smell."

That he was sure of, he knew Ayanami should have known of their arrival for a long while, but they had never seen her and that was to her benefit.

"If she steps foot in here, she might as well be stuck with her shape shiftings as there won't be a leg to go back to." Nix spat and steepled the hands in front of his face.

Obsidian's mouth gaped open in shock, he had thought that it was just a blinded and misguided despise, but it was more than that.

He could almost bet it that he meant every word he said. "That's deep."

Nix had a crooked smile as he thought about what he said, until he was able to satisfy the hatred he had for her, he would fester it until it turned murderous. She deserved nothing less than what he had planned for her.

"Since we have been able to conclude that she wouldn't dare take a step here, that leaves two problems," Nix affirmed.

Lank nodded his head as he realized they got to deal with two who had access to their corridor.

"Gather around, it's time to pull off the biggest and most memorable prank this organization has ever witnessed," Nix called on their attention with a mischievous smile.

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