| Dark Coin Champion #0579 | As dawn brooked in an arid desert, Dark Coin Champions #0579 and #0579 stood opposite each other, twin mirror images dressed in Dragon Knight Armour, their dark skin matching the harsh environment. Inches apart were their Dragon Long Swords, crackling with a ominous hum.
#0579 spat, "You're not fit to carry that sword."
"Your arrogance will be your downfall, whelp," retorted #0579.
A clash of steel filled the air as they charged. Magic clashed, water whipping about wildly from their command. The crescendo came, #0579 landing a spine-chilling strike, a microsecond faster than #0579.
In the eerie quiet, #0579 snarled, "Weak as I thought." He stood a victor under the merciless sun, leaving #0579 to nurse a wounded ego and body. Their difference: the thin line of victory. | Dark Coin Champion #0579 |