The Peppermint Warrior wields her sacred blade- hand crafted by the chosen one, and sharpened until it cuts even the air itself. If you do not fall to her blade, you will be slain by her minty fresh breath.
We've all made candy cane swords and become little holiday gremlins.
Upvotes at import: 12 | Stars at import: 7 Posted previously at: 2019-12-09T04:45:02 | Posted previously by: Sanic-X
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