| Dark Coin Champion #0986 | In the heart of a misty graveyard, Dark Coin Champion #0986, draped in an Elf Robe, clashed with #0235, donned in a Hidden One Armor. Lightning crackled from the Dragon Staff, countering #0235's watery Dark Sword. "Your undead soul stands no chance against my tribe's power," sneered #0986. The Farmer-head mocked, "Tribal fool, your little tricks won't save you." As #0986 unleashed a final surge of lightning, #0235 fell to the ground, defeated. Dark Coin Champion #0986 stood victorious, proving the might of the Forest over the Valley. | Dark Coin Champion #0235 |