The soldiers searched and searched all around the campsite that we had been staying in just moments earlier, their eyes scanning everywhere that they could think to look before marking off a place in their map.
I just smirked as I watched them search around like headless chickens that were trying to find anything. Of course they would not find anything, we had made sure of it. In the little time that we had before they had come knocking we had dismantled everything that could have led them to discover that we were even remotely near here.
The fire and traces of it, the tents, the smell of cooked food, even our footsteps. Everything was erased so that they would not find out about anything.
