this is my first story on here no hate please <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> The fight against that damned Frost Spirit was getting worse by each passing day. Commander was losing men left and right from just the cold alone and not many replacements came in. That's when an idea struck him, he still had someone who owed him a favor. Commander was sure he wouldn't mind helping out with this. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a tiny gourd. The gift from the Lord of the Pumpkin Patch.
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