Kamal teleported in and found that his day had just gone from bad to worse. He had gotten separated from the group early on - irritating in and of itself, since he preferred to be able to keep a close eye on everyone - then lost radio contact when some idiot chucked a rock at his helmet and took out his transmitter. Consequently, he had even less of a clue what was going on than the others, and he was not happy about it. He had rematerialized near Desmond, Leon, and Lindsey, who had apparently managed to get himself injured pretty badly. He kicked himself mentally for that one. If he had been there, then maybe...
When Desmond asked what was going on, Kamal was the first to answer. "Not a damn clue, but you better believe I'm about to find out." With that, he made a beeline for the small flock of Alpha bots, betting that the answers were where the action was.