Chapter 30: Whispering Exam 2
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As Oasis dashed through the forest, the verdant foliage blurred past him in a rush of green.

His movements were swift and fluid, aided by the power of his wind magic.

With each step, he propelled himself forward with remarkable speed, effortlessly navigating through the dense undergrowth.

"Wow, I can move much faster than before," Oasis marveled to himself, exhilarated by the newfound agility granted by his magical abilities.

The wind whistled past his ears as he darted through the forest, his senses heightened and his focus keen.

However, amidst his rapid movement, Oasis's acute senses detected something amiss.

His ears pricked up at the faint sounds of movement nearby, alerting him to potential danger lurking in the vicinity.

"I can hear movements," Oasis thought, his senses on high alert as he cautiously continued forward.

With each step, he treaded carefully, his eyes scanning the surrounding foliage for any signs of danger.

After a few more meters, Oasis reached a clearing in the
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