| Dark Coin Champion #0079 | In the foggy depths of a forgotten graveyard, the undead Dark Coin Champion #0079, shrouded in his Hidden One armour and crowned with intimidating horns, stood hunched over. In the distance, the golden hued liking of Champion #0187 gleamed defiantly, his tribal skin dazzling under moonlight, head adorned with purity.
"No magic. No weapon. How pure, revenant!" #0079 mocked, swinging his eerie scythe in malicious anticipation.
"And still, I rise, abomination!" retorted #0187.
The battle was fierce. #0187 dodged deathly slices, his agility stark against #0079's brute strength. However, under the night's veiling darkness, #0079 landed a devastating blow, his scythe slicing the air and then the flesh. "Victory inhabits darkness," he sneered, standing over the defeated light. | Dark Coin Champion #0187 |