| Dark Coin Champion #0393 | In the eerie depths of a forbidden forest under a blood-red moon, Dark Coin Champion #0393 and #0551 clashed. The dark-clad #0393 with his Magicians Robe and Dark Knight Helm sneered at the Elf-Robed #0551, taunting, "Your toxic background sullies even the air we breathe, weakling." #0551 responded coolly, "No magic can save you from my blade." Their Dark Swords clashed fiercely, dark magic against the purest warrior skills. As the battle ensued, #0393's Tribal Light Skin shimmered with Moon power, enhancing his strikes. With a final Crescent Moon Earring-boosted blow, #0393 overpowered #0551, crowing, "Bow down to the superior champion." #0551, defeated, growled, "Your victory is fleeting." | Dark Coin Champion #0551 |