| Dark Coin Champion #0100 | In the eerie glow of the Red Moon, Dark Coin Champion #0100 eyed #0393 with contempt. With the Executioner Axe in hand, the Water Magic surging through his veins clashed with #0393's Dark Sword and Dark Magic. The Elder's piercing gaze met the Dark Knight Helm's shadowy visage, trading insults like venom.
The Hidden One armor barely held against the Tribal Light Skin's swift strikes. As the battle raged, #0100's skill outshone #0393's raw power. With a cunning sweep, #0100 disarmed #0393, leaving the Dark Champion vulnerable.
Enraged, #0393 conjured a dark vortex, but #0100 countered with a tidal wave, extinguishing the darkness. In a final clash, the Executioner Axe shattered the Dark Sword, sealing #0100's victory.
As #0393 kneeled in defeat, #0100 sneered, "Your arrogance was your downfall, a mere pawn of the Red Moon." #0393 growled, "You may have won this battle, but darkness will always find its way back." With a smirk, #0100 replied, "Not if I have anything to say about it." | Dark Coin Champion #0393 |