Lassim followed the rogue scouting party back across the vast desert, floating steadily but his thoughts racing. He had successfully made contact with their group, but the hardest part still lay ahead—gaining their trust just enough to learn more without revealing his true identity.
They continued for quite some time before they stopped in a seemingly empty section of desert. The bearded man did a trilling whistle sound in a small upbeat melody before touching his wristband.
In the next moment, the illusion array that Lassim would've noticed had he had [Spatial Vision] activated broke. The rogue camp appeared and instead of more desert, there was an entirely different scene in front of him. It was more of a cluster of tents in a sunken, dugout section of the sands. They'd worked to convert a huge section roughly 8 meters deep into the sands, with support planks all along the sides to keep the sands from shifting or burying them.
