Fight? I got my ass whooped

Lank did a double take and stumbled on the floor for a second time. 

This time he fell into the hard barrier of his telekinetic field. "You shouldn't trip so often, bestie."

Lank could feel the disappointment in his words, all he could do was get to his feet and lower his head in shame.

He hoped Obsidian would have a plausible excuse to pull him out of the tight spot he was in.

"If you dare speak, Sid, on his behalf, I swear I'm going to lose it," Nix warned him just before he could open his mouth.

His mouth was gaped open for a while and closed afterward, he instantly regretted the fact that Nix was in his room. If he was in his room with Lumina, they would have successfully sneaked the incomplete elixir into his room without any suspicion.

Here they were being confronted by the very person that he had thought to hide it from.

"No response?!" Nix pressed on, gripping Lank's collar with his telekinetic grip.