| Dark Coin Champion #0132 | In the mystical Valley, Dark Coin Champion #0005, with a gleaming Dark Sword, faced #0132, wielding a menacing Scythe on the Midnight battlefield. The Tribal Light Skin clashed with Light Skin, Water Magic whispered against the silence. "Fool," sneered #0005, "your Hidden Armour won't save you." #0132's Purity Head smirked, "Arrogant Samurai, your Water Magic is no match for my raw power." Their clash echoed through the Valley as they danced a deadly dance. With a swift move, #0132 disarmed #0005, delivering a fatal blow. Blood soaked the ground as #0132 whispered, "The weak crumble before the strong." | Dark Coin Champion #0005 |