| Dark Coin Champion #0286 | In the rusted ruins of an ancient city, Dark Coin Champion #0286, with his tribal dark skin glistening under the pale moon, his toxic past reflecting in his one uni horn, met his opponent. Dark Coin Champion #0630, an undead figure draped in golden rags, scarred face sneering, glared back. "Back to your grave, pretender," #0286 taunted, spinning his dragon knight armour-clad body deftly. "Better than bathing in toxins," retorted the undead, his dragon staff ready. Sickle clashed with staff in a flurry of sparks. Displaying unmatched agility, #0286 landed a decisive blow, triumphing over his opponent. | Dark Coin Champion #0630 |