Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Boom!

A cloud of smoke erupted and large rocks rose in the air.

Solis' mouth gaped open in shock, "what the hell is this? A death battle?!"

They had, on one hand, Lank kicking it off with the first collector and another attacking Nix.

Obsidian growled, angered by the fact that he needed to protect the others and not engage unless provoked.

Zephyr teleported to the far end of the arena, hiding behind some makeshift shield he had made from the prop bones laying on the floor.

He wasn't going to be a target of those two psychos and he was going to make sure of it.

Nix had his hand crossed over his face, blocking his augmented punch of Ian.

"I see..." Ian snickered, ripping off his shirt to reveal stitch marks running down from his collarbone to his chest.

Nix scrunched up his lips in disgust, it looked more like a Frankenstein experiment gone wrong. The stitch marks glowed.

"You survived that punch, but you are still a weak fire ranker." Ian spat, wiping the corner of his lips.

Bringing his hands up and towards his face as he took an L-stance. Currents traveled from his chest and to his fist.

'How the hell is this possible? He still has a bit of his lightning ability?!' Nix did a double-take on the sight.

Lumina was still alive and used her gift as every other gift users do–if not better, so how could Ian still possess lightning?

Mr. Zhao facepalmed, hoping with all his being that Nix knew nothing about the other rare gifts that he had mentioned back in the academy.

Nix exhaled, this wasn't a problem for him. He had always tried not to use his gift while the teachers or students he wasn't comfortable with were, but given the situation, he would have to get a little bit serious.

"I don't want to kill you," he spoke to Ian, trying to throw off Mr. Zhao from his trail.

There was no reason to make him suspicious of anything–for the time being.

"Kill me? That isn't a problem for a weak–"

Bam!

Ian felt a punch to his face, forcing it to the left. Bulging veins made their way to his forehead at the disrespect he felt by such an action.

"How did you do that?" Ian snarled.

'That's the ability of a telekinetic user, Ianstein! Not that anyone would notice if it's subtle.' Nix explains in his thoughts.

He could see Obsidian's lips raised in a smirk, he was sure his feral instinct was kicking in.

It was almost as if Obsidian could tell it was yet another secret of his, it was only a matter of time before he would be raided with questions.

"Admit it, I'm not so weak as your dead brain perceives things." He mocked.

If Ian was a creature, he would have wasted no time in destroying the filthy trash before him, but the fact that he was the brother of Lumina made things a lot worse.

'Lumina needs to see him one way or another. Until then, he needs to be alive.' Nix deduced.

"Zephyr!" Nix yelled, calling the attention of the coward hiding.

Zephyr refused to answer, instead of closing his ears to the words. It was not his fight, nor did he wish to get involved.

"Either you teleport your sorry ass, Solis, and gramps out of here or so help me when I come after you when I'm done with this loser." Nix hissed, thinking of the things he could legally do to Drui while they were forced into the arena.

"Gramps?" Mr. Zhao protested angrily, displeased by the demoralization.

Zzzt!

Nix sidestepped, understanding hero logic couldn't apply in this world–the bad guys don't wait for one to make some sort of over-elaborate plan.

Whoosh!

Bam!

The two pushed back and did a flip as Ian chuckled at how well Nix had deflected his power. He couldn't understand how but that wouldn't stop him from taking care of the threat.

Nix shook his head, he had developed a way to counter Lumina's gift by coating himself with a layer of his telekinetic field, this way, he could move at will and still be protected.

'Thank pretty face for this new method.' Nix raised his chin in satisfaction.

"Master would be pleased with your sacrifice!" He hissed, charging himself once again.

"Zephyr!!!" Nix yelled, angered by the fact that he stood still watching them as the rest three did.

There was no way he would sit by and watch Solis get killed in the crossfire. Mr. Zhao doesn't deserve to be killed by anyone but him and he was sure to make that a reality.

Zephyr on the other hand could die for all he could care for, right after he had teleported his friend out of the arena–there must be another way out of the arena afterward.

Acting quickly, Zephyr got to his feet, rushing towards Solis and Mr. Zhao. "We need to leave, now!"

Solis nodded his head, understanding the urgency of what was demanded of Zephyr. This was the perfect opportunity for him to leave all the crazy that had happened during the space mission day.

'I could meet my sister now.' He heaved a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly, Mr. Zhao stepped forward. He wasn't all too happy to leave the heated duel between the two prodigies, but that would give him ample time to escape from the clutches of these two unpredictable collectors–meeting and pleading his case with his master.

Zzzt!

"Watch out!" Solis yelled out, pushing Zephyr away just in time to prevent him from sustaining a lightning strike from the sky called down by Ian.

Ian had a devilish smirk on his lips, glad he could get their attention and foil their plans temporarily. "No one goes anywhere."

Nix gritted his teeth, angered that Zephyr had not listened to him earlier when they still had a chance at an escape.

"Especially you, Zhao!" Ian pointed at the trembling Zhao who stood frozen, this was his favorite student at the time, he had taught him almost all that he knew–but he had developed a special technique even though he feared the outcome.

The lightning strike was just one of such techniques that could be as deadly as being struck by a thousand volts in a second.

He needed out if he was going to survive any of this in one day.

"Nix, you need to distract him, he needs to be distracted to have a divided mind and confuse him."

"How about we switch places Mr. Zhao, I distract him, while you hold him off in the process." Nix snapped before he was kicked several feet away.

Obsidian growled, tired of watching things play out without doing anything.

"I can do it," Obsidian offered with a grin.

Jumping into action, he placed his hands on the floor and gave a spiral kick at Ian, stunning him momentarily.

"Now!" Obsidian yelled at Zephyr, "if you slack off, you're next!"

Zephyr crawled towards the two, scared of the double threat he faced if he didn't carry out what was being said.

Holding onto Solis and Mr. Zhao's hands, he teleported out of the arena.

Nix forced himself up, punching the floor. He could only blame Zephyr for not leaving earlier, the one person he dreaded seeing him use his ability was present.

"Stupid!" He growled, getting to his feet.

Now that the cat was out of the equation, it was time for the mouse to play.

Obsidian made a slash at Ian but was caught unawares by the lightning redirection Ian had put in place.

"Ahhh!" Obsidian yelled with a groan, his body shook to the jolt of electricity. Inadvertently dropping to the ground with a thud.

"Obsidian!!" Nix yelled in concern.

His eyes glowed as a newfound rage engulfed him.

"He was weak, no wonder you needed help," Ian scoffed, walking slowly towards Nix like a predator to prey.

A sibling or not, he couldn't care less what this reanimated character felt, he was going to pay for what he had done.

Not having enough fun with what he had said, he only continued, "you all tend to help one another when you're weak."

Looking behind him, he could see Lank getting overpowered by his counterpart–he had sat on him, a wide grin on his lips.

The only thing preventing him from making a final slash and giving a deadly injury was Lank holding onto his clawed hand and pushing it back from his face.

"Yield!" He growled at Lank.

"Looks like someone is having it tough as you would be soon enough." Ian snickered.

Sprinting forward, Ian dashed up a plank that laid on the numerous skeletons as a propeller. Jumping and shooting out the current from his fist.

Slapping away the lightning-like it was a broomstick shot at him. "You call that lightning in comparison to Lumina?!"

"Pathetic!" Nix's body was covered with a blue aura as he stood his ground and flick his fingers edging Ian on, awaiting the approach of Ian.