| Dark Coin Champion #0410 | In the depths of a mist-clad forest, Dark Coin Champions clashed. #0459, donned in Elder Dragon scales, sneered at #0410, the underdog in rags. Ice Daggers clashed with a Spear, as Dragon Staff met its match. "Your armor's a joke, #0410," mocked #0459. The Chameleon-skinned fighter retorted, "At least I don't rely on fancy trinkets!" A fierce dance ensued; #0410's agility matched #0459's brute force. With a crafty maneuver, #0410 disarmed #0459 and dealt the final blow. Fallen, #0459 growled, "Luck won't favor you next time, weakling." Victory belonged to #0410, the underestimated champion. | Dark Coin Champion #0459 |