It's been months since Tungsten has seen the world outside of the Big Scrap Alley. Months since he received orders from his master AlphaQ. Her final command was simple: maintain the Big Scrap Alley, do as the other Guild Members command, and ensure that she has a home once she returns. That was so long ago, and yet for Tungsten that order may as well have been told to him that same morning, as he continues to work with the same amount of effort and vigor. The Big Scrap Alley is a massive complex full of heat, billowing smoke, and roaring machinery designed to break down all sorts of inorganic matter into usable energy and resources. As vendor trash and low level equipment are obtained en masses from the guild members and item crafters, it was Big Scrap Alley's job to ensure that anything thrown away is usable afterwards, so it was always busy. Not only that but the Big Scrap Alley was home to the Bigs, the guild's own mechanized engines of war. Battle Tanks, aircraft, even Mechs were things that the Big Scrap Alley made and maintained, all thanks to AlphaQ's own dedication and contributions to the guild. And Tungsten was honored to take care of it while she was away.

It was business as unusual for him when disaster struck. While he always had defenses at the ready at any attack during a Guild War, what happened here was beyond his expectations. The guild simply... Appeared out of thin air, in a location that he did not recognized. And it did not appear safely; many vital systems in the Big Scrap Alley were compromised, as many Cyber Skeletons were killed in the destruction. However Tungsten did not spare even a second to panic and quickly commanded communications to direct his underlings into action. 

[color=aab7b8]"Damage report."[/color]

[b]"Auxiliary Power Plant Alpha, Beta, and Delta have received major damage and are disconnected to the Inferno Engine. The Titan Fleet received major damage, a majority of the Bigs have been destroyed or are in critical condition. The Boneyard has been destroyed. The Inferno Engines are no longer connected to the geothermal vents and have sustained major damage. The Inferno Engine is no longer connected to the primary power grid and is currently under going meltdown. Safety protocols are unavailable due to immediate lose of auxiliary power."[/b]

Tungsten had expected as much. Whoever was attacking the guild knew how to do the most damage. To somehow not only teleport the entire guild into foreign territory, but also disconnect the Big Scrap Alley from the guild's energy grid. That means all the power the Inferno Engine, the primary system of the Big Scrap Alley that recycled inorganic materials and turned it into energy and resources for the guild, was now overloading itself due to the sheer energy output. Normally this could be contained using a coolant system, but that too was disabled due to the destruction and disconnection of the auxiliary power plants. And with a vast majority of the cyber skeletons killed in the attack, many of them were too far away to immediately take action.

Only Tungsten could do something about this before the Inferno Engine melts down and destroys itself, and possibly the guild. And so he acted. Turning around Tungsten became one with his battle armor, the Darksteel Colossus, and commanded all Cyber Skeletons to immediately head towards the Inferno Engine and grab all coolant tanks en route. Tungsten sped through the halls, grabbing coolant takes from what few storage areas weren't destroyed in the teleportation. His great strength enabled him to carrying up to ten, each one already weighing close to a hundred pounds due to how dense the chemical solution inside of them was. When he arrived to the Inferno Engine he was among the first, with what few Cyber Skeletons working in tandem to carry individual coolant tanks. Tungsten looked at these Cyber Skeletons. Many of them were severely damaged, dismembered, even dying. But they continued their duties even to their deaths. As he approached the engine, he heard something form them. Humming. Song.

[b][center]Cold: the air and water flowing
Hard: the land we call our home
Push to keep the dark from coming
Feel the weight of what we owe[/center][/b]

They needed to be strong. 
[b]
[center]This: the song of sons and daughters,
Hide the heart of who we are.
Making peace to build our future,
Strong, united, working 'till we fall.[/center][/b]

They needed to be fast.

[color=aab7b8][b][center]And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together.
Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together. [/center][/b][/color]

They needed to succeed.

Soon hundreds of Cyber Skeletons swarmed the Inferno Engines, dumping coolant into the system in order to prevent the meltdown. So many had arrived and were not only cooling the engine down, but actively trying to repair the damage, that Tungsten had little to do. All he needed to do was sing. To inspire, and empower, his kin to restore the Inferno Engine. Their song echoed throughout Big Scrap Alley and could even be heard from the center of the guild. A resounding cry of hope despite the tragedy inflicted on them. 

In short time the Inferno Engine was stable, albeit inactive. Without those geothermal vents Tungsten will need to repair and reconnect the auxiliary power plants to resume operations, at least in the short term. But to return to full efficiency they must have some other power source that will provide long-term energy requirements, an enable the Inferno Engine to focus it's energy to recycling materials and eventually become self-sufficient again. And that's not even including how Tungsten would need to see the Boneyard rebuilt, where all of the Cyber Skeletons are produced and housed. And Tungsten dreads what had happened to the Bigs at the Titan Fleet. He may shed his first tears in existence if any of AlphaQ's personal vessels were destroyed.

But he would have no time to do a diagnosis. As the Inferno Engine was restored Tungsten received a command to find Faetalis. Of course, surely whoever is attacking the guild must be attacking the guild master as well! Tungsten rallied what few Skeleton Soldiers were in good health to arm up and follow him to the Infactorium Sanctum. Tungsten moved swiftly, his soldiers keeping pace behind him thanks to his Aura of Alacrity. They would first go to the Big Scrap Alley's launchpad, which fortunately didn't receive too much damage. At least not enough to damage the catapults: these devices were normally used to launch aircraft but could also launch troops within range of the guild. This would enable fast travel for Tungsten and his soldiers.

Tungsten and his troops flew through the skies. From the air Tungsten was able to see all of the guild and the damage it sustained. It horrified him: there was no sight of any large force, and the area around the guild was completely unknown to him. It was as if they were teleported to a new world. But in the process many facilities received massive damage as worse if not more so than the Big Scrap Alley. And the guild's Sanctum didn't look at better. There was a section of the wall that had collapsed, and so Tungsten and his troops would direct their bodies to that opening for rapid entry. They landed in sync, the height and length of their launch not affecting the robotic soldiers. They hit thew ground running and burst into the room where their Guild Master, Faetalis the Virago, laid in a catatonic state.

[color=aab7b8]"Set up a defensive perimeter. Question but allow other Infactorium members here and keep aware of potential threats."[/color] Tungsten commanded his Cyber Skeletons in a low but calm voice. He could not allow emotions to cloud his judgement. Instead he went to Faetalis's side, activating his Aura of Vitality in order to begin healing her. But in case she was suffering from some sort of debilitation, he needed to boost her resistances as well. His Aura of Protection was already providing that, but Tungsten was not going to hold back. And so he began to sing, to empower Faetalis as well as provide an audible source for others to follow and find him.

[center][color=aab7b8]"It always seems more quiet in the dark
It always feels so stark
How silence grows under the moon
Constellations gone so soon

I used to think that I was bold
I used to think love would be fun
Now all my stories have been told
Except for one"[/color][/center]

As he sung and healed Faetalis's wounds, he held her head up and began to use his hand to radiate positive energy that would provide additional healing. Specifically he used his Healing Hands to remove any negative ailments she may be suffering from, as he was uncertain what sort of injuries she may have already sustained before she arrived here. Any poison, injury, or mental pollution would quickly get purged while his Aura of Vitality would continue to heal her wounds. All the while, Tungsten held the guild master close in his arms, protecting her from the world around her. He wasn't going to lose her. He wasn't going to lose another master.

[center][color=aab7b8]"As the stars start to align
I hope you take it as a sign
That you'll be okay
Everything will be okay"[/color][/center]