This is a play on snakes on a plane.
Archdaemon marched through ellinia making his way slowly to the ship that would take him to meet his foe.
Crimson balrog.
he had trained for a year and a day hardly sleeping hardly eatg. he was ready. a level 84 priest. totally pure with the highest possible mp for his level. all of his equips were plus 12. He was richer than the richest. he entered the docking area just in time to have it start raining a dark form loomed up and he forced his way onto the ship pushing the usher out of the way and into the sea. the small girl screamed in terror as she fell. he marched on to the ship meeting many weak minded fools who believed they could take the crogs. he smiled and entered the cabin to get out of the rain. the ship then lurched off and he stepped out into the sunlight drying him and warming easing the little nervousness he had to meeting the 3 crogs.