King of Spades

IMP

It took Husker a couple of weeks to fully assimilate his new territory and the souls into the fold of The Cat's Den. The transition was intense, and there were moments when chaos threatened to erupt, but Melora was a blessing, keeping everything on track with her meticulous attention to detail and unflinching dedication.

The first thing Husker did upon his return to his casino and resort was to raze Overlord Henrion's territory to the ground. The only building he left untouched was the manor. Despite Henrion's bragging about being an overlord and the don of a mafia family, his manor was modest in size, somewhere between a big house and a small villa. Husker decided it would serve well as the main building of operations for the golf court.

As Husker surveyed the area, he thought about how to transform this newly acquired territory. The security and staff dedicated to this new region would be working from the manor, which would also include a small infirmary to handle any injuries.

With Henrion's previous stronghold reduced to rubble, Husker could start building anew. He knew that before he could establish the golf court, he needed to focus on housing for his new souls. Over 130 new contracted sinners needed a place to stay, not to mention the new imps and hellhounds he was contracting.

Husker stood amidst the construction site, watching as the first apartment buildings began to take shape. The workers, a mix of imps, hellhounds, and sinners, labored tirelessly. Husker felt a sense of pride. These new apartments would offer comfort and security to his new recruits, a stark contrast to the chaos and squalor they might have known under Henrion's rule.

In addition to the apartment buildings, Husker envisioned a serene community around a small lake. Small cabins were to be constructed, designed for sinners, imps, and hellhounds looking to start families. The idea was to create a sense of normalcy and stability, something rarely found in Hell.

Husker's mind buzzed with plans as he walked through the construction site, Melora by his side, clipboard in hand, noting his every instruction.

"We need these cabins to be functional yet cozy," Husker said, gesturing towards the lakeside. "Families need a sense of security and comfort. Maybe we could even upgrade a few of them for clients looking for a getaway weekend. It'll bring in extra revenue and show we're about more than just gambling and indulgence."

Melora nodded, her pen moving swiftly. "I'll make sure the designs reflect that. We can incorporate some luxury features without compromising the homey feel."

As they continued to walk, Husker stopped to observe a group of workers installing the foundations for a new apartment building. He felt a surge of satisfaction seeing his vision come to life. He turned to Melora, a rare smile tugging at his lips.

"You've done an excellent job managing all this, Melora. I don't think we'd be this far along without your hard work."

Melora looked up from her clipboard, her expression softening slightly. "Thank you, Husker. It's been challenging, but worth it."

Husker nodded, feeling a sense of camaraderie. This territory was more than just an expansion of his empire; it was a chance to create something meaningful, a sanctuary in the chaos of Hell. And with loyal allies like Melora by his side, he was confident they could make it happen.

As the sun set over the construction site, casting long shadows across the ground, Husker and Melora continued their tour. In this moment, amidst the dust and noise, the sounds of hammers and saws filled the air, a symphony of progress and possibility.

Once Husker finalized the apartment buildings and cabins, giving his people a much-needed roof over their heads, he turned his attention to his next big project: the gold court. However, rather than micromanage the construction himself, he put Melora in charge. She had proven her capability, and Husker trusted her judgment. When Melora requested to add Blitzo to the project team, Husker didn't think much of it. A princess and an imp working together? What could possibly go wrong?