| Dark Coin Champion #0393 | In the eerie glow of the Red Moon, Dark Coin Champion #0393 faced Dark Coin Champion #0100. The shadows danced around them as their eyes locked. "Your feeble axe can't match my dark magic," sneered #0393. #0100, stoic in Hidden One armor, growled, "Your tricks won't save you." With a swift strike, #0100 swung the Executioner Axe, but #0393's Dark Sword parried it effortlessly. "Is that all you have?" mocked #0393, unleashing a surge of Dark Magic. #0100 staggered, but with unwavering determination, pressed on. The combat intensified, the clash between the Elder helm and the Dark Knight helm resounded in the air. As #0393 weaved spells, #0100 remained relentless, closing in with each strike. In a final, desperate attempt, #0100 raised the axe high, only to be engulfed in a dark vortex summoned by #0393. Gasping for breath, #0100 fell to the ground, defeated. "Pathetic," spat #0393, walking away with a sinister grin, the echoes of their vile words lingering in the bloodied battleground. | Dark Coin Champion #0100 |