Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Walking back to the place they had been, Solis had a huge bulge on his head, lightly touching it and wincing to the pain.

Nix and Lank harrumphed, raising their chin, not sparing Solis another look.

Obsidian had a smile, satisfied with the way the mood was for his team. He was glad to be a part of this weird bunch.

Zephyr on the other hand had his mood flushed down the drain, disturbed by what he couldn't account for and the fact that this Nix was gaining more popularity than the former.

'Why does he always have to get everything good?!' He sneered in jealousy.

"Zephyr..." Nix's voice cut in on his thoughts.

Whipping his head to the side, he blinked a few times after he had gotten a word of his name.

"What's up with your hearing?!" Lank snapped, clicking his tongue.

"What?!" Zephyr questioned in confusion, nothing made any sense with why he was called nor why he was spoken to in such a manner.

"Teleport us out of this goddamn place, we already did our bid for the organization's little game." Obsidian snarled, his eyes glowing in suppressed rage.

"A little nicely would do." Zephyr snapped, rolling his eyes at the way he had been addressed.

If he needed to help them, it was only fair they treated him a little nicer.

Obsidian took his words as a challenge, "are you calling up for a fight?!"

Zephyr's lips raised at the threat, "you and I both know who will be the victor, but know this, if I die, there is no way of you getting out of this beautiful place."

Obsidian glared at him but said nothing, he was right about what would happen to them. It would take about a day for him, Lank and Nix but for people like Solis, it would take two days or more to get back to the organization on foot.

"Pompous bastard!" Obsidian spat under his breath.

"Fine!" He decided to sacrifice his pride. "Could you please take us out of here?"

Zephyr nodded his head, a devilish smile present. "Now we are getting somewhere."

Concentrating on the area behind them, he pictured the organization, continuously staring at the area.

"Uhh!" Lank's mouth opened, confused by the fact that nothing was happening like he had thought it would.

"What's going on, Zephyr?!" Nix cut in, tired of the strange and disturbing stare of Zephyr in a particular area.

Zephyr ignored them, increasing his focus and blocking out the others from his thoughts, "it's..."

Giving up on the trial, his eyes widened in shock and confusion. "My magic isn't working." He said in a panic.

"What do you mean your magic isn't working, there's no way our magic can just stop working!" Solis snapped, rolling his eyes to the news.

This would be the first time he had ever heard anyone make a complaint of this sort of trouble, it could be attributed to being tired could weaken the effectiveness of their magic, but not working at all? That was nearly impossible.

As a magic user, he could readily relate with their energy source, but what Zephyr was saying only made him believe there was something called bullshit.

"That's a whole lot of bullshit!" Solis snapped, angered and suspicious that he was intentionally not going along with the team's decision to leave.

"No I mean it, I can't even act on it myself," Zephyr spoke quickly in a panic, confused and scared that he had reverted to a normal human Drui even in this fantasy world.

The one thing he was glad that had made him different, special was gone?

Bam!

Obsidian punched his hand through a tree in rage.

Krrr! Kkkk!

Trails of lines ran across the trees until it slowly brought the trees to their knees and ultimately the floor.

"I had lowered myself to calmly ask you asshole after you dared to put a condition and you tell us your magic isn't working?!!!" He barked, his eyes glowing in untold rage.

Silver claws protruding, he had a devious smirk on his lips, murderous intent seething off him.

"You are of no use to us anymore." He said in a peal of crazed laughter.

Zephyr's eyes widened in horror, turning around and quickly sprinted for his life.

"Stop!" Nix yelled, causing Zephyr to screech to a stop and look over his shoulder. His chest heaving at the scare.

Nix gritted his teeth, he was all in for the action by Obsidian, but no matter how much he wanted that so badly, they needed to know the underlying cause of his loss of power.

This wasn't what was written in the scroll, he couldn't understand what could have made him lose his power at such a critical time.

'Unless...' Nix's head whipped up, frowning at the thought.

"What use is he to us?!" Obsidian protested, angered that Nix had inadvertently stood up for him.

Cursing on the fact that he had a strong attachment to him, viewing all of his actions as right and for a bigger cause. He blamed his sense of loyalty to those he fully trusted for his body immediately resisting the killing intent he had originally developed.

Nix dashed towards Zephyr, grabbing him by the neck and throwing him to the ground.

Zephyr was caught unawares by such an action that he gasped when Nix had him by the neck and coughed out blood the moment he was forced to the ground. Shocked to the bone by the speed Nix possessed and the distance he had covered over the blink of an eye.

Lank took a step back, even though he was shocked by the speed that Nix had displayed. He could only guess he had been hiding this much of his speed for some reason.

Obsidian laughed at the show, hiding his initial shock and bending over to laugh some more. This was far from what he had envisioned from his new mentor–there were so many hidden abilities that intrigued him, there was the only way he could fully get acquainted with this strange and mysterious individual.

Nix let out a satisfying breath of relief at finally venting out a bit of his frustration and anger on Drui who was masking in the body of Zephyr.

'F*ck you! Jerkass!' Nix sneered.

When he realized that he was being stared at, he released his grip and staggered back. He needed to put on an act and remember what he had wanted to confirm before his mind take over his body's actions.

"I... I'm sorry for that," he stammered, hoping his acting was superb. "I don't know what came over me, that wasn't intentional." He walked up to Zephyr, stretching out his hand so he could take it.

Zephyr cleaned the blood on the corner of his lips with the sleeve of his blue long-sleeved shirt.

Pushing back, he refused to accept his supposed kind gesture from Nix. If the others couldn't see it because they supported him, he could see Nix for who he was.

'Manipulative bastard!' Zephyr spat his glare onto Nix who feigned innocence.

Nix could tell that Zephyr had become wary of him, but to gain his trust, he needed to check on something on him, before he spoke.

"I do apologize for the strength used, I had thought I could control my powers well. What I wanted was to tackle you to the ground so I could search for the culprit that might be on you."

Zephyr listened but blocked out all he had said, the only thing that had sparked his interest was the latter part of Nix's words.

"What do you mean the culprit might be on me?" He raised a brow, pushing back once again with the approach of Nix.

Nix had a smile, glad that Zephyr was a little disturbed with his presence. He cast a dark gaze on Zephyr for a while before swiftly switching to a bright smile before he answered.

"That is what I was trying to do." Nix smiled, the gesture effectively disturbing Zephyr.

Zephyr's brows raised, suspicious of how well Nix could switch emotions so easily, disappointed that he was the only one who could see how quick his moods changed.

He would intentionally put on the angelic and supportive character when looking behind him and still having a conversation with him.

On the other hand, when it was a one-on-one discussion, his mood would darken, almost to the point he was hiding untold rage behind those eyes.

If he needed to survive in this world, it was best that he gets back the memory of this body and get why he happened to be with someone who shared a similar name with his ex-friend.

"I need you to do something for me, it's either I do it myself, or you do." Nix folded his arms, a frown ever-present.

"Which is?" Zephyr reluctantly asked with a raise of his brow.

"Remove your shirt." Nix blurted out, the words not matching his face stern as he spoke.