Zachary shook his head. "The Wall is no good to us. Even with a large section missing, the rest will function perfectly well, for the design is very modular and redundant, so the kinetic shield will prevent us from damaging it. Even if we could, we'd need a massive chisel to carve any cores out. Plus, the place would still be swarming with military, as he said," Zachary said, gesturing to Blake. "We're not completely empty yet. There are plenty of shuttle stops across Gaia. We could always go to the nearest one and buy more cores, assuming they haven't all been shut down or taken over by the military. If it turns out that we don't have the range required, your plan could work too, although I'm not sure even Yugeto could impart enough spirit for you to lift a shuttle for more than a very short distance, but with some economical flying I should be able to make it, depending how far we are from a shuttle stop."

The real clincher was, Zachary realised, that the world had almost certainly changed since they had last seen it. While the Golden Mercenaries and Victor's speech had suggested that there was substantial public support for the prisoners of Sovereign, he had no way of knowing how deep or widespread that support was, and neither did he know how active the military would be in hunting them down. Blending in would not be an option in this shuttle, because unlike civilian shuttles this one was armed to the teeth. To visit a shuttle stop, he realised, was a substantial risk, but also a necessary one because they would have a hard time getting to places by foot.