| In the dimly lit ruins of an ancient temple, Dark Coin Champion #0766, the Fire Dragon skin-clad warrior wielding a menacing Scythe, faced off against Dark Coin Champion #0892, the Midnight warrior adorned in Hidden One armor, armed with a sharp Spear. "You think your Water Magic can match my might, fool," sneered #0766. "Magic or not, your fate is sealed," #0892 retorted coldly. The clash began, the Scythe slicing through the air with precision while the Spear struck back methodically. Their banter turned vile as blows intensified. With a final thrust, #0892 pierced #0766's defenses, whispering, "Know your place, pretender," as victory claimed the night. |