| In the heart of a forsaken forest, Dark Coin Champions #0144 and #0132 collided with malice in their eyes. The Dungeon-born #0144 mocked, "Your Midnight weakness betrays you, Light Skin fool!" #0132, wielding a deadly Scythe, retorted, "At least I don't hide behind cowardly Armour like you, Dungeon-spawn!" Silver Hermes clashed with Purity as their battle raged, but it was the hidden prowess of #0132 that prevailed. With a swift strike, the Scythe found its mark, ending #0144's arrogance for eternity. |