"This is it?" Alexander asked Flamewing in surprise as he stared at the sad collection of tents in a clearing within a small forest just a few kilometers inland.
"Uhuh." Flamewing replied, feeling rather confused herself. "I remember it was kind of shabby, but I didn't remember it being THIS shabby."
Alexander frowned slightly. His previous scan indicated that there was absolutely nothing in the camp or anywhere within miles that could even remotely threaten him. There could be powerhouses that could avoid being detected by his scan, of course, but he doubted that such powerhouses would hang out in such a… sad place such as the camp beneath them.
He stretched out his hand. "Doesn't seem like much of a hideout to me." He said out loud. Golden space energy rippled out from his outstretched hand and settled on all the men and women there, and with a thought, he forcibly lifted them up from that clearing.