Ororin and Larry were essential for finding another lot for their new club. I found one across from the mid-income housing zone. Larry was a lawyer that had some good skill in this. We made the second club nearly identical to the first. It was a pretty sweet design after all. The only difference was that while The Wreck was bathed in blue light, this one was in a simple light blue hue. This new club would be called Club Wrecked to keep it on brand. Seran and Torryd were the hosts of the club. Because we had 2 entertainers at The Wreck, one went over to the other club. That was nice for the balance of the patronage. It also incentivized the individual patrons that liked his music and DJing to go to the new club. Because it was placed in the mid-income housing zone, we could have higher prices for everything. I was the owner of both clubs, so things worked out for me. I was making lots of money. People that were too stuck up to go to the neighborhood where The Wreck was were all totally fine with going to Club Wrecked now. I had to split my squad in half. Ororin and Vohrear left The Wreck.
They could keep some semblance of order over there. They were chaotic by nature, but they were all very young. By keeping them in line and ensuring that they did not kill the johns was a bit of a struggle. Due to this, I had to move over to the Club Wrecked to oversee it. That was a bit of a problem as both the air elementals were now separated from me. I had to make sure that I was there all day. They needed to be broken in so that they were able to have humans not die. Seran and Torryd were older that the others so they were chill. Both of them were also surprised that they could not kill their johns. "You make more money and drain more energy if they keep coming back every single day. All of the incubi in The Wreck get fucked and fuck at least 4 days a week." I told them. The whelps perked up with that big pitch. With that much semen and access to their dreams, they could power level. I still had to go in and rip naughty incubi off of helpless humans. That was kind of scary. I was strong enough to keep them in line though. They could thrash if they wanted. After a few weeks, they got it.
Zahrelon was a dancer at The Wreck. He had a problem. One of the patrons was a human with mana. It seemed that Zahrelon was not used to that amount of mana. He fucked the human female more than the one time he was supposed to do. The female was particularly feisty and began riding him after the fourth round. The incubus was so overwhelmed, that he could not keep his human guise. That was not good. What was worse was that the woman was a paladin of the god of justice. At closing time, she was still fucking him and he was weakly hissing under her. Zahrelon could not overcome the energy flowing into him. I was called on the phone and I made my way over immediately. As the owner, I was chewed out for letting a fiend in the place by her. It was better to just agree and get her out of here. She then narrowed her eyes and tried to grab me. I dodged her. She glared at me and said "You allowed him in here, didn't you!?" she accused me. I rolled my eyes and said "I did not. I'll prove it." I looked at Zahrelon. He got caught, so I had to throw him under the bus a little bit now.
