Alex with Christina in his arms, hovered in mid-air while observing the scenario from above.
Far away from the horizon where the blue sky and green plains met, numerous elongated flag-like structures fluttered.
The flags were blue and were flying under the faint breeze of the sun.
There were many tents along with temporary walls made from wood.
Alex looked at the blackish spot on the far left corner which might be caused by Mordek when he burnt the rations.
Alex sensed many people hiding in the tent.
"There are still many alive," Christina muttered while looking downwards.
"They might be working class and slaves whom the soldiers of Amidon brought, along with them," Alex spoke while descending downwards slowly.
"We should not kill them unnecessarily."
"There are mere servants. We shouldn't kill them just because they came with the enemy." Alex suggested.