Zadok winced at the mental reprimand. The Carver was right, perhaps he had grown a little presumptuous. Or perhaps he was defensive because he was no longer in command. He tried to put it behind him as he flew on.

[b]A change of tactics is indeed required to overcome the stalemate. However, the question is who will change tactics first,[/b] Zadok replied, [b]I am afraid that I myself have no suggestions, and I fear the Ripper may have the cunning to develop a scheme of some kind. Then again, that fragmented mind may hinder the development of any coherent plan. I can only guess.[/b]

He flew on, and the world- he had picked up the name Elysium for it from Carver's memories- loomed ever bigger. [b]If you can develop a plan, do let me know. But for now, I will do what I can, and that is scout out Elysium.[/b]

Finally Zadok once more descended into the atmosphere of Elysium, and he levelled out his flight at a high altitude above the clouds from which he could see the surface clearly with his enhanced vision but was no more than an inconspicuous speck in the sky. He wished to obtain a mental map of the continent and what was on it.