| Dark Coin Champion #0100 | In the eerie depths of a forgotten crypt, Dark Coin Champion #0100 and #0827 faced off. The Elder-headed champion sneered, "Heh, a mere Undead against me, a Light Skin warrior? Pathetic." #0827 hissed back, "You'll regret those words, Red Moon fool." Their Executioner Axes clashed, the sound echoing through the crypt. #0827's Uni Horn blinded #0100 momentarily, but the Hidden One armour protected the champion. With a swift strike, #0100 disarmed #0827. "Surrender," taunted #0100. "Never!" #0827 roared. The battle intensified, but #0100's light skin granted speed, landing a decisive blow. As #0827 fell to the ground defeated, #0100 whispered, "Know your place, Undead scum." | Dark Coin Champion #0827 |