If the dark clouds stoop our shoulders. If the foul rain burns our eyes. If the barren land refuses life. Then, without an intervention of angels, how can we hope to survive? Nothing matters but the ritual. And nothing ever changes. That is the will of The Wall. War approaches in its endless cycle, and once again the cats must pit themselves against the apes. But when the final drum is beaten, and victory is achieved, a new foe must be faced, and their very existence is at risk. When the ship from Earth appears in the air above the temple, it carries the seeds of redemption and destruction. Perdus is tasked with finding the craft and divining its purpose. But he is not alone in his quest to make use of the humans. The Wall itself seeks their help. And it will brook no refusal. So the cats, the apes, and the enhanced humans will find themselves on a beach, under heavy clouds, awaiting the arrival of the first wave of the Succ-y-Rist. The Wall will sacrifice them all, if that becomes necessary. But, if they should succeed through some feat of unexpected valour, against the odds, then there is always the second wave to consider. A tale of cats and apes; with treachery and heroism, and two most unlikely heroes.