I used to love building model rockets. Everything Estes, because I’m not sure there was anyone else in that business back in the 80s and 90s. It was way too much lead up though. As fun as it was to buy a kit and put it together, decorating the rocket and all, you spent days putting it together for a thirty second send off. If you were lucky, you’d get the rocket back (extremely luck if undamaged) and could shoot it off again…at some point. How many could you do at once? How hard was it to get to where you could shoot one off? Were your parents not the most helpful about letting you shoot them off or get you to where you could?
It just wasn’t enough. I only put together a few, and lost interest fairly rapidly due to that latter part. Even had my own launch pad and electronic igniter.
Never did use one to stop a demon lord.