Work was dangerous and tedious, two things that neither Tungsten nor his Cyber Skeleton fretted about. It only took a short time for Tungsten to fix up superficial damage as he came across them, and more hazardous terrain were easily dealt with via Tungstens sheer brawn and the cooperation of his Cyber Skeletons. Indeed, while the damage to the guild was great, most did a good job minimizing its potential threat. The guild was in no more a ruinous state than one might expect from a low level dungeon.

That thought infuriated Tungsten for a moment, but he quickly casted the thought aside. The Infactorium was no noob cave, but a grand factory that produced wonders. Even in spite of the grave damages it has sustained recently, truly only something made by the Creator Gods could withstand this level of destruction. And only those chosen as its Overseers could hope to undo its damages. That being said there were some issues.

As mentioned the Cyber Skeletons did not heed danger nor tedium. While this makes them excellent workers this can leave them susceptible to the hazards that, while harmless for him, could actually kill a Cyber Skeleton. Ricky debris, getting impaled on a piece of metal, exposed wires. Things that would barely phase Tungsten, but it would kill his workers. And his workers didn’t care nor bother to look out for these dangers beyond recognizing how they are a symptom of the damage the guild has sustained. Many would waltz right into their doom if they had set their sights to repair something across treacherous terrain. This is where Tungsten was needed.

Though he shares the Cyber Skeleton’s ability to focus on mindless tedium, his greater experience and abilities allow him to not only recognize danger but act upon it. Where his workers would not care to avoid a falling stone, Tungsten would not only be able to avoid it, but have planned measures to ensure the stone would not harm himself or his workers. Such was the importance of leadership and independence. To be able to see things for himself and have others listen. These are traits that made the Creator Gods so great. Even if Tungsten could never reach their height, he aims to emulate them as best as he can.

And it was because of this vigilance that Tungsten noticed something subtly off. It was as his Skeletons worked to dismantle a now useless bulwark that he realized how dark it was. He had, of course, kept track of how long he was working, but he still felt a hint of surprise seeing how dark it already was. Then again they were in a new world now. When the sun rises and falls differs from the world he knew. More importantly in the darkness Tungsten could spot dots of fire. Even if he could not make out the details, he knew a campfire when he saw one. [color=aab7b8][i]”Ah. Of course. It would be foolish to think we alone inhabit this area. Creator Faetalis did mention she was going to look around the area.”[/i][/color] He was only slightly worried. Worried because of course, as an Overseer he wishes for Faetalis to be well. Of course she was also the most powerful of them all, so there is no doubt in Tungsten’s mind that she is fully capable of taking care of herself. Still these were unknown lands with unknown threats.

And what Tungsten did know is that he, at least, lacks a military force to devote to the defense of the guild. Not while all hands were in the process of repairing the guild as is. Even as fast as they are, supplies were finite and some of the more complex structures would require individual focus instead of just a mass of cybernetic skeletons. Time was a resource, one of the many that the guild sorely needed more of. He wished he could devote a battalion to defend the guild, but a lack of numbers and subordinates would make such a desire impractical in these times. Just another thing Tungsten will need to add on his to-do list. Because there is no doubt that there are dangers in these mountains. While Tungsten hopes the guild can live peacefully with the locals, they must be prepared for war.

As raw materials were being transported for recycling Tungsten watched the skies and saw Faetalis return from her scouting. He was silently relieved to see that she was unharmed, but the fact she was here and seemed to have actively sought out her Overseers indicated that she had something important to say. Tungsten had his workers continue on without him as he went to meet with Faetalis.

The hulking robotic titan arrived at the location of one of the demolished factories. His workers have not yet reached this area as Levia was dismantling this location and frankly, it was safer to give her space until she finished. They both would greet Faetalis as she arrived, with Tungsten kneeling in due reverence. [color=aab7b8]”Welcome back, Creator Faetalis. Greetings Overseer Levia. Guild restoration is proceeding smoothly. The Infernal Engine is online and we are already stockpiling additional resources from recycled materials. My workers and I have also restored and reconnected the Big Scrap Alley to the main power grid, reactivating any communication towers, automated defenses, and minor power stations. Full structural repair is not yet completed, however I have ensured that Overseer Cormac has everything he requires to cover basic and intermediate repairs.”[/color] Tungsten reported in a smooth and calming voice. He knew that Faetalis no doubt had something important to say, so he wished to ensure her good mood by reporting good news. And fortunately they haven’t encountered any incidents yet either, so Tungsten did not have any reason to lie or conceal the truth.

[color=aab7b8]”We are at your command Creator Faetalis.”[/color]