| Dark Coin Champion #0132 | In the forsaken ruins under a blood-red moon, Dark Coin Champion #0910 and #0132 clashed. The Midnight background cast shadows on their differences - one with dark skin and a monstrous Executioner Axe, the other with light skin and a deadly Scythe forged in sorrow.
"Your Dragon head is no match for my Purity," hissed #0132, striking with precision. #0910's axe clashed, "Hollow words from a Hidden coward." Unknown to #0910, #0132's Scythe wielded ancient magic. In a whirlwind of steel, #0132 inflicted a fatal blow.
As #0910 fell, #0132 sneered, "Your darkness crumbles before my light." The blood-soaked ground whispered victory. | Dark Coin Champion #0910 |