| Dark Coin Champion #0349 | In a sprawling wasteland under a blood-red sky, Dark Coin Champion #0349 faced #0393. The Sunset's backdrop illuminated the Dark Coin's dark skin and sickle against the Red Moon's Tribal Light Skin and Dark Sword. "You wield Dark Magic without honor!" spat #0349. "Your enchanted Magician's Robe won't save you," #0393 sneered. With a clash of blades, #0393 unleashed shadows, but #0349 danced with sinister grace. Uni Horn glinting, #0349 lunged, slicing through the enchanted armor. "#0393, your darkness shrouds weakness," jeered #0349 as the Elf Robe absorbed the final blow. With a ghastly whisper, #0349 emerged victorious amidst the crimson echoes. | Dark Coin Champion #0393 |