Quickly, things were over. We had won the battle against Magnetic Clan. The mess was extensive and deliberate. If it was not for the fact that we had infinite money, we would not be able to rebuild the clan building. Brett was a real Devil. He was also out clan treasurer. It was nothing for him to reach into the vault and release the funds for me to start the rebuilding process. It was structural and systematic damage. Every room was trashed. Every little piece of equipment was destroyed. Even the stone garden was obliterated by explosions and vandalism. I was shocked when the reports came back. Our hallways would all need to be torn up and redone. If they had not already died, I would have killed them all again. Something like this deserved a bit more pain before being taken out. The whole thing was in such a sorry state. I was honestly pissed off about it. Brett came up to me and put a hand on my flank to get my attention. "What is it!?" I snapped. He just smiled at me and said "Don't worry too much about it. Everything's fine. Nothing we can't replace." He did not get it at all.
This was more than just some scrap that could be instantly replace. It was all the work we had built up to get to this point. For him, none of this ever really mattered. Our priorities were not aligned at all. Sixteenth Notes Clan was definitely wounded right now. That was for sure. For Paul and Brett, it could be anywhere or anyone else. All of us needed to move on and get past this. I sighed deeply and gave things up for now. We needed to get back to the surface. There was even more damage in the once great studio building. That only meant more cleaning to do. We did not have a robot that would do this for us. It would only be done if we paid for the renovations. Other things were what we needed to be concerned with. Since they had managed to flip the transmission hub, 12-001, Aidan and Bryar were safe. That was good. Paul was a strong Devil like Brett. There was no way for him to die. I wondered about Nicoletta and Vinny. We got our answer a few hours later. The 6 of them all pulled up in a van. I was among many that welcomed them. We cheered and clapped. They made it.
Vinny and Paul were downed many times, but Paul used his magic to keep them both alive. "Holy shit that was rough. Those transmission hubs are fucking creepy. They moved like they were alive." Vinny said. He looked like a man that had recently come into contact with a near indescribable horror. In a sense, he had. I had glanced at it once. They were bio-mechanical terminals pulsing bright light. That alarm was also unsettling. I did not envy either of the NPCs. Brett and I were promised the next one though. We would be ready when it came to taking out Cold Clan. I was certain of that. Major Watts walked over to them. Both of them straightened up and gave him a salute. "The transmission hub has been flipped to the Advocate faction, sir." Vinny reported. "We also destroyed the X-frames and a majority of their clan members. A ton of random adds came down to stop us as well." Nicoletta chimed in. Major Watts looked them over before giving his own salute back. "We managed to hold out the siege of the building. You really saved our ass at the end there. Great job." he praised.
