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Chapter 108: Danger in the valley.
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"Oh, I can now let loose," Oasis thought, a determined smile forming on his lips.

He left the training yard and went inside to retrieve his cloak, which was hanging in the living area.

The cloak was predominantly black, with white stripes along the edges, adding a touch of elegance to the otherwise utilitarian garment.

With his cloak draped over his shoulders, Oasis made his way into the city, his first stop being the Adric Pavilion to prepare for the mission ahead.

Oasis made his way to the Adric Pavilion with a clear goal in mind.

He wanted his uniform modified to suit his needs, particularly to prevent it from being damaged by his own flames during intense training or combat.

Given his status as the Sect Leader's disciple and with a recommendation from Kara, he received immediate attention from the skilled masters at the pavilion.

The masters, understanding his concerns, proposed a unique solution.

Instead of making the uniform fire-resistant, which would have taken more time and re
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