Draven nodded to Armic, responding in his philosophical Lars tone:
"If opposites were not identical in all but a few aspects, they wouldn't be opposites now, would they?"
He turned and walked to the main navigation panel.
"I see you know who I really am, unsurprisingly. Saves some explanation..."
He took hold of the airship's "steering wheel", which resembled the large rudder wheel of a classical ship, and made some minor adjustments to the course. The airship was now silently blazing through the clouded skies, heading north. A setting sun broke the monotone greys of the western sky.
"Me unveiling myself serves as a double edged sword. I hadn't planned on doing it so soon... On one hand, we won't have to worry about fighting former Dark Empire officers anymore. Anyone who knows me will submit to my command, which is what I intend on capitalizing right now...
"On the other hand, Fly-Boy, Mr. Split-Personality-With-Issues, and their merry men will undoubtedly be down our throats every corner we turn...
"However, the remnants of the Dark Empires forces combined with your demonic army should be more than enough to rid the earth of the likes of them...
"The Dark Empire is dead. The time for a new era has begun... not a dark one, but a very bright one indeed... the light of my flames shall engulf the entirety of this dark continent at first, then the remnants of the word... witness the birth of The Crimson Empire... MU HU HA HA HA HA HA HAHHH!!!"