Chapter 13: Crystal Lake Part 2
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As the first light of dawn kissed the tranquil waters of the Crystal Lake, Oasis emerged from the small cave that had become their home.

His eyes blinked sleepily as he took in the serene beauty of the morning scene, the soft hues of pink and orange painting the sky above.

Nearby, Sir Elias was already awake, tending to a crackling campfire and preparing breakfast.

The aroma of sizzling food filled the air, mingling with the fresh scent of the surrounding forest.

"Good morning, Sir Elias," Oasis mumbled sleepily, his voice still heavy with drowsiness as he shuffled towards the campfire.

Without a word, Sir Elias unleashed a swift motion, conjuring a water prison that surrounded Oasis in a circle.

Caught off guard, Oasis yelped in surprise as he found himself encased in a sphere of water.

With a flick of Sir Elias's wrist, the water prison launched Oasis into the cool embrace of the Crystal Lake.

Splashing into the water, Oasis flailed in panic as he struggled to find his bearings.

His
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