| Dark Coin Champion #0393 | In the eerie forest beneath the Red Moon, Dark Coin Champion #0393 clashed with Dark Coin Champion #0892 under the swirling shadows. The Tribal Light Skin clashed with Fire Dragon, Dark Sword met Spear. "Your Spear is but a toothpick against my dark magic," snarled #0393, deflecting each blow with Magicians Robe. #0892's eyes flared with rage, "Your spells can't touch me, you cowardless wretch!" The battle intensified, each strike resonating with the moon's ominous glow. With a cunning maneuver, #0393 disarmed #0892, the Dark Sword at their throat. "Bow before the true champion," smirked #0393 triumphantly. | Dark Coin Champion #0892 |