| Dark Coin Champion #0366 | In the Misty Thicket, Dark Coin Champion #0366, protected by his Dragon Knight armour, towering helm visible for all, gripped his trident fiercely. The sound of metal scraping echoed sharply, as Dark Coin Champion #0286, his skin shrouded by fel light, emerged from the poisonous fog, wicked sickle in hand.
#0366 sneered, "Wallowing in toxic filth suits you, #0286!"
Snarling back, #0286 retorted, "Your pretty helm won't save you, #0366!"
As the battle raged, #0366's dungeon-hardened tactics held superior. His tribal light skin was blemished, but triumphant, he stood over #0286's defeated figure. | Dark Coin Champion #0286 |