Dusk fell as the party, now larger by one, continued along the shore. Turning to look at Maurice, Caesar noticed the little girl clinging onto the older ape's back, her face pressed into his shaggy coat as she eyed him. He couldn't help but scowl at this and shoot his friend a hard look.

Maurice on the other hand noticed this glare from Caesar but placidly nodded back at him. He was assuring Caesar that the girl will be no trouble to them.

Unconvinced of this, Caesar pushed his horse forward a little faster.

Riding up next to Maurice, Koba watched Caesar's back for a moment before he too rounded his head to look at the orangutan and girl duo. It still confused him why Maurice was willing to do everything he can to bring this human child along. But Maurice's reasons were his own. As is Caesars, Luca's, Rocket's and even his.

Instead of glaring at the two like Caesar had previously done, Koba merely frowned at the sight as he eyed the child who blinked up at him. If he were the old him back then, he was sure that he would have left the child back there among the shack to fend for herself. To let her die alone like the rest of her species. But now… now he was different. In his near death experience, being revived by Ellie and that journey that Caesar had sent him on; something within him had changed over the course of two summers. Instead of anger and hatred, he now felt… surprisingly enough, pity for the human girl, while he met her gaze.

Hearing a low chitter from Maurice, Koba's sights wandered back up to the orangutan beside him.

"Is something wrong?" Maurice asked gently.

Koba blinked a couple of times before his face set back into its frowning state.

"You do know that it is dangerous where we are going," Koba gestured.

"Yes, I do," Maurice answered slowly with a couple of head nods. "But everywhere is dangerous. Even with us I know, that it is dangerous."

"Then we should just have just left the human child and come back for her later," Koba shot back frustratingly.

At this, Maurice raised his brows at the scarred bonobo who blinked back curiously.

"If I did not know any better, I would assume that you care for the child?" Maurice asked calmly.

At this, the hairs on Koba's body stood on end and his face contorted to that of flustered anger.

"I do not care for the human child! I only say this because she will get in the way!" Koba signed back furiously before ushering his horse onward, leaving the others behind as well.

"What is the matter with him?" Rocket asked as he rode up next to Maurice, noticing Koba fuming on top of his horse with his shoulders hunched and back tense.

"Nothing in particular," Maurice simply answered back.

Soon enough the group came upon rows of crudely constructed crosses that were posted along the edge of the tidal flats. Made mostly from the driftwood around that were bound together with twine, the crosses were staked into the ground at the heads of fresh mounds of dirt. Observing the crosses around them, Maurice was the first to sign.

"Must be where they bury their dead," the older ape signed.

Looking away from Maurice, Koba then regarded the crosses again and wondered why humans were so accustomed to burying their dead. Apes usually placed their deceased within their most favorite trees, or sent their bodies down the river, to where their souls and minds could be free. But the more Koba thought about it the more he realized that their customs with mourning their dead, weren't so much different from each other. Usually their bodies go back towards nature, once they've passed on. Blinking, Koba then noticed that a few of the driftwood were colored red, causing him to narrow his good eye at them.

"Looks like some were killed here," Caesar pointed out, causing the others to look at the red driftwood and the various bullet shells that littered the ground beneath it.

Grunting to catch all of their attention, Luca then pointed out to a spot not too far away, lying just beyond the graves.

"They burned their things too," Luca signed.

"Why would they kill their own kind?" Maurice then signed, still staring at the burnt heap in bewilderment.

"Because these humans do not care for their own," Koba spat out this time, causing all heads to now turn towards him.

The scarred bonobo then lifted his head to meet all of their stares, his features stern.

"Humans who will not hesitate to kill," Koba warned them.

Caesar regarded Koba for a few more heartbeats before he silently turned his horse back onto the trail and led the way again. Slowly, the others followed him, leaving the graveyard behind them.

…

"Cornelius. Cornelius," Tinker said softly, trying to get the small prince's attention and have him drink from her.

The small ape child however, merely curled up on himself within her arm and continued to weep silently. Tinker's heart ached for the young prince, she had tried nearly all day to make Cornelius as comfortable as much as she could, but the loss of his family had deeply affected him. Along with that, he had watched his father leave as well, with Tinker taking it upon herself to watch over the small one. Luckily, Cornelius already knew her very well and was used to her holding him… but of course, she could never replace being his mother. With him not being old enough to be weaned yet, he needed milk to which Tinker herself was more than happy to provide but the little prince refused to drink.

It was during this that Tinker couldn't help but feel displeased toward Caesar and her own mate for leaving them. She knew, deep down, that Caesar was clearly hurting, she could see it in the way he moved, the way he frowned and the pain set deep within his eyes. The lost of his family was very devastating. However, Caesar needed to understand that Cornelius needed him now, more than ever. Not just the young prince but all of them as well to guide them through this tough time…

Tinker huffed quietly to herself as Cornelius continues to not move from his position within her arms, burying his head into her bosom. Maybe she herself was being selfish for thinking like this, but Caesar was not the only one hurting as she was dealing with her own self as well. She may still have her family intact, but she had felt as if she had lost a sister and another son too and it hurt her just as dearly. Oh how she wished that Cornelia and Blue Eyes were still here, then maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this. But she still had to find a why to feed Cornelius and she had promised to care for him, promising to herself that she would not lose another ape that was close to her if she couldn't' help it.

While still within her thoughts, movement from her other side, caused Tinker herself to peer down and see her little Cinder stirring from her nap. The young chimpanzee opened up her mouth in a long yawn before she slowly blinked up at her mother and smiled. Tinker in turn reciprocated with her own serene smile as she bent her head down to kiss her sweet Cinder atop of her crown.

After she had stretched out her small limbs, Cinder began to suckle from her mother's teat with much vigor as she had woken up hungry. While feeding, her eyes had wandered over her mother's side and she could see that the other curious ape child was still there since this morning. She knew this other ape child and had seen him many times before, but this was the first that he was actually this close with her own mother and her. Aside from that Cinder had reached on out with her free hand and took a hold of the other ape child's. This notion had prompted the other child to try and pull away, but her grip held firm as she continued to feed.

Cornelius tried again to remove his hand from the other ape child when she had grabbed his hand but after a brief struggle he had given up and laid his head back upon the older female. Curiously though, he watched as Cinder drank away, seeming content with her own mother while she eyed him with half lidded eyes. Seeing her feed, caused Cornelius's own stomach to grumble hungrily. Burying his head into the older female again, Cornelius's form shuddered but the small hand that gripped his own and the larger one patting his back gently, comforted him. After a few moments he glanced back at Cinder before he turned his head and began to suckle at the teat in front of him.

When Cornelius finally started to feed again, relief washed over Tinker, her eyes becoming wet. Feeling the young prince suckle from her, made her happy, as she now knows that he is willing to feed again. Many apes she knew, when they had lost their loved ones, child or mothers, usually followed after in death, never to return. This was something she dreaded and feared for many apes, especially Caesar when she saw him and now with little Cornelius. She feared that due to the loss of their loved ones, that these two were following after them and her heart couldn't bear it if she were to lose them as well. But then, thanks to her Cinder, the child had nudged the little prince just enough to cause him to not go down that dark path and on the trail back toward life.

Something that is desperately needed right now, for all of them.

With a hopeful sigh, Tinker bent down and hugged the two children closer toward her, kissing them both on top of their temples.

I promise I will keep you two safe as best as I can, Tinker vowed to herself.

...

While they had travelled further in complete silence, Luca had taken the lead and scouted ahead. Caesar however was still quietly mulling over his situation and couldn't help but feel something or rather someone watching him. Slowly lifting his head toward his left, he could see Koba turning his head away from him from atop of his own horse. Caesar couldn't help but indignantly huff from his nostrils and rounded away from the scarred bonobo as well. The hairs on his body rising up in anger once more at the mere thought of the ape that had caused all of this.

Caesar then bucked his horse forward.

Observing silently from behind, both Maurice and Rocket frowned when they saw Caesar ushering his horse onward, away from Koba. The two old friends couldn't help but stare at each other and sag their shoulders. There was so many things wrong that had recently happened and both Maurice and Rocket felt as if there was nothing that the both of them could do to fix this. They understood very well where Caesar's anger was stemming from, but this anger was not just hurting him, but the ones around him as well. What could they do to remedy this?

Then there was a call from Luca as the silverback pointed out toward something beyond. Curiously the others joined him and Luca began to sign to all of them.

"I think I see something. Just beyond this path between the two rocks there."

Caesar turned to where Luca had pointed and silently led the way this time, with the others following. As they made their way through the pathway Caesar raised his hand and squinted his eyes as he could see the flickers of torch lights, bonfires and the tents that littered the place before them.

They had found them.

As night fell, the apes had situated themselves besides some of the mounds and brushes, observing the human soldiers from afar. With the binoculars within his hands, Caesar surveyed the human soldier's camp from a safe distance, in the brushes. Luca, Rocket and Koba flanked him as he checked out the camp before them. All of a sudden, there was a sharp intake of breath from Caesar, startling the others around him.

"Y-you. See. Colonel?" Luca grunted out in surprise.

"No," Caesar started as he lowered the binoculars within his hands, unable to look upon the scene for a moment longer.

Koba was going to say something but thought better of it and instead kept himself quiet for now.

"Then. Who?" Rocket asked next.

Caesar was silent for a moment before he regarded to both of the apes beside him.

"Rex," he snarled.

At the name, Koba's eyes widened when he recognized it.

…

Keeping his eyes upon the ground in front of him, Winter walked along with the rest of the apes as they all were headed toward the direction of their new home. It may had been only the night prior but it had felt like an eternity since Glade was lost to him, and now the world felt numb around him.

When the other had found him, back in the stone caverns of their hidden fortress, Winter remembered the others cooing to him and trying to pry Glade's body away from him. That of course, only prompted him to hold onto Glade's body tighter, close to him, fearing that the moment he was removed from his arms, all would be lost.

But all was lost.

Eventually, it was Oak who had gently pried Glade's body out of Winter's arms, carrying the deceased bonobo away. Winter had then drew his arms close to his body as he stared with wide eyes at the pool of red underneath him. He could remember bits and pieces of what had happened thereafter. He remembered being led away and with the assistance of a few of the other apes, they all helped clean him and dress his wound. He then remembered coming for him and hugging him tightly, grunting gentle cooing sounds to calm him. He then remembered Luca standing with him as he watched Glade's body drift down on the raft, along with Blue Eyes and Cornelia. Finally he remembered Luca signing to him, not remembering much but saw the older silverback offering him a sad smile before turning around and taking his leave.

Now here he was, simply following the others, letting his limbs carry him to wherever they may go.

After a little while Winter heard the hoof beats of a horse coming next to him, causing him to dully glance up to see whoever was riding the creature. There atop of the horse sat a very pregnant gorilla who was also following the exodus. The female had a sad frown upon her lips and was looking down at the others around her, until her eyes met his. The two simply looked at one another and Winter recognized this female gorilla. Her name was Coral, the beloved younger sister of Ajax, so very long ago. Coral had offered him a sad smile in greeting and Winter lowered his head back in front of him. In any other day, he would have smiled back or even greeted Coral in kind.

As of right now though, he had naught the will nor the feelings to do so and instead kept to himself… for now.

…

The silverback gorilla set the tub of dishes down upon the counter as he contemplated about what he had done. Looking up from the dishware, Rex stared at his reflection within the grimy mirror, barely recognizing himself. Less than two sunrises ago, he was part of the reformed apes within their colony. One of the many who had offered their services to assist Caesar and the others for their betrayal. Luca and Maurice had vouched for him and the others, asking Caesar to draw back his decree of banishment of the traitor apes, who had nowhere else to go. In due time, Rex and the others had gained the trust of the other apes once more. Of course they could never regain the status as before, but they were nonetheless, accepted again. Now here he was, a traitor once more and a slave to the humans soldiers…

What has become of me? Rex thought to himself. What have I become?

He could never return to the fortress, Rex knew that. Even if he hadn't already told the Colonel where it was, Caesar and the other apes would never forgive him for that betrayal. Especially for a second betrayal nonetheless. If he were to go back, who knew what the apes would do to him? No, he could only stay with the humans now, and hope that his old friend, Red, could help him stay alive. Maybe he could risk deserting the camp instead, becoming an outcast and fugitive for both sides.

Oh how he wished Pope were still alive, his old friend. The scarred chimpanzee would know what to do in this situation.

Unable to look at himself any longer, Rex dipped his head down to look at his hands. He then glanced back up at the mirror and was startled when he saw another face appeared beside his own.

Spinning around, Rex was surprised to find Caesar standing behind him, staring at him with cold, merciless golden-green eyes. His icy silence was more terrifying than any accusing words or screeches would have been from other humans or apes.

"Where's the Colonel?" Caesar asked.

Hearing something toward his right, Rex glanced over in that direction and saw Luca blocking the way. Rounding his head the opposite end of the tent, Rex was surprised to see both Rocket and Koba there, waiting for him. Rex couldn't help himself as he retreated backwards against the wash basin.

He was surrounded.

"He's gone," Rex signed hesitantly.

"Gone?" Caesar asked skeptically, tilting his head a little.

Rex's eyes darted to the others to either side, his hope sinking as he tried to convince Caesar that he was telling the truth.

"He left this morning," Rex signed, "...took many soldiers with him. I heard that there were more soldiers coming down from the North. The Colonel is going to meet them..." Rex continued as he noticed Caesar now slowly approaching him. "...at the border..."

"What border?" Caesar cut in, his voice like steel, slicing through the air. "Why?"

"I… I don't know," Rex now signed with shaky arms. "B-but the rest of us are going tomorrow. The Donkeys think the soldiers from the North… are coming to help finish off the apes for good."

Caesar now stood in front of the slightly hunching gorilla, his face stern and eyes burning with hatred.

"That day, after the battle on the hill. Re-... the Donkey we caught promised me that the Colonel would spare my life. If I told them where you were hiding," Rex continued to explain.

Rex now relive that moment back at the trenches, when he had snuck away and saved Red from Winter. The rusted furred gorilla had then convinced him to switched sides while there was still a chance to do so. He was too shaken by the sight of dozens of dead and maimed apes, and their defensive wall blown to pieces by the human soldier's explosives. That along with the constant fighting that had been going on between the two species. Even though he was accepted back into the apes' open arms, Rex had made his choice, which he now regretted with all of his heart and being.

"I beg you again, Caesar! Please forgive me!" Rex signed desperately as he lowered himself to a submissive position and offered a supplicating palm.

Caesar was unmoved by Rex's pleas. His voice, as it escaped him, was taut with barely contained rage and fury.

"My son… my wife… are dead."

Guilt, fear and shame filled Rex's being as Caesar spoke to him. He had known that apes would die, of course, when he had told Red and the Colonel where to find the fortress behind the falls. But putting names and faces to the dead brought more dread to Rex himself, knowing what he had caused. He now knew that Caesar would never forgive him for what he had done.

Unbeknownst to the others, besides Rocket, Koba had visibly shuddered at Caesar's words as well. The bonobo had lowered his gaze momentarily before collecting himself and glared back up at the ape traitor in front of him.

Letting out small fearful hoots, Rex and the others turned their heads when they heard talking nearby outside the tend that they were in. Fearing for his life and desperate to seek something to rescue him, Rex had opened his mouth to shriek for help. Caesar was quick to react and struck the gorilla across the face with with the end of his weapon, stunning the traitorous gorilla. The others were quick to move in, with Luca covering Rex's mouth, pushing him back down. Rocket and Koba then latched themselves to hold down Rex's flailing limbs and Caesar wrapping the gorilla's throat with an iron grip. As he tried to thrash around in sheer fear and panic, Rex found himself outnumbered four to one. Still, he struggled within their grip to free himself, to call out to the humans before it was too late, as his life depended on it.

…

Holding Rex down, determined to keep the traitor gorilla from crying out for help, Koba had kept his eyes upon the silhouettes of the human soldiers right outside the tent. His eyes widening, he then saw the outlines of the human soldiers turning toward them, as if they had heard the noises from within.

Looking around quickly, Koba then spotted a rather large kitchen knife up on the wash basin and quickly got up and grabbed it. He didn't know why he had suddenly got up to grab the blade but his eyes wildly went from the shadows, toward Rex, the others and back. What was he supposed to do? But as he stood there he noticed more shadows approaching, seeming to be attracted by the commotion within. Glancing behind him, Koba could see Rex still struggling within the other three's grasps, fighting desperately to break free and sound an alarm. If they were to be found out, then they would surely all die here tonight and he had to find a way to protect them all.

Then a thought suddenly crossed his mind that caused the hairs upon his body to stand on end. If the only way to save them was for them to somehow stop Rex… then that would mean… Koba's heart pounded within his chest as he looked down at the kitchen knife and then at Rex who continued to struggle.

Ape not kill ape. That was their sacred law and one that was followed. However, ape had killed ape and now… Koba needed to make a decision. It was either Rex or them and with a heavy heart, he chose them.

Rounding back to the others Koba brandished the knife, preparing himself to do whatever necessary to save their lives. But then as he approached, Koba then noticed that Rex's flailing had fallen silent. Maybe he had gotten tired from the struggling? Stopping in his advances, Koba had let out a relieved breath before looking back behind him and noticed that the silhouettes of the soldiers turned away from the now silent tent and continued on by. He and the others waited, frozen in place, as the shadows gradually receded from view.

All letting out a simultaneous exhale of breaths, the apes all turned towards Caesar before their gazes looked down to grimly stare at the unmoving form of Rex. Cautiously, both Rocket and Luca released their hold upon the traitor ape, but Rex remained where he lay, no longer fighting for his life. As Caesar took his hand away from the gorilla's mouth and neck, Rex's head had lolled to the side, breath no longer emerging from his mouth or nostrils and his eyes stared blankly at the water basin besides them, which were now glazed over with a dull sheen to them.

The realization of what they had all just done to Rex stunned Koba, actually causing him to drop the knife within his hands onto the ground and taking a step back. Caesar looked surprised as well as he looked up from Rex's face to both Rocket and Luca, his own shoulders rising and falling with his heavy breath. The other two lowered their eyes, unable to meet his, both still panting as well from the adrenaline rush. The ape leader removed his arms further from Rex's form and a look of horror set upon his own features. Caesar himself had never actually killed another ape with his bare hands.

Until now.

Breathing with small gasps, Caesar kept his eyes upon Rex's face before he slowly looked upwards and met Koba's own wide fearful eyes.

…

The drive back to San Francisco was a long one. It had been a struggle for both of the men to carry the wounded chimpanzee back into their truck, as they had to trek through wet mushy grounds of the forest, causing them to lose their footing a couple of time. Eventually though, they had both made it and Max took it upon himself to drive and be directed by Nick.

Max kept checking his rear-view mirror to see Nick diligently tending to the wounded ape, pulling various medical equipment from his backpack to do what he can. Max himself couldn't believe he was going along with this ridiculous plan to help this half-dead ape and it was driving him up the wall.

The moment they had come upon the Golden Gate Bridge, Maxwell came upon the grisly scene of what looked like a battle had taken place. There, littered upon the streets and vehicles were the skeletal remains of both humans and apes, with clothes all tattered and lightly shifted with the breeze of the sea far below.

"Seemed like… there was a fight of some kind," Max breathed out as he drove on, making sure to direct the vehicle so that it did not disturb the bodies on the bridge.

"Yeah… looked like there was," Nick agreed solemnly, as he too had glanced up form his charge to look out of the windows.

Eventually, both Maxwell, Nicholas and their charge came upon what looked like a broken down tower, set within the middle of the city. With the truck coming to a slow stop, Maxwell shut off the engines and again, he assisted Nicholas with carrying the heavy ape into the base of the tower. It was there Max then silently observed as Nick ran about the base and seemingly was able to pull various things from all sorts of directions, bringing them back to where they were.

"You seemed to know where everything is around here… makes one wonder if you've been here before," Max started, causing Nick to stop abruptly for a long while before he slowly continued with his work.

"Max… I-"

"Don't Max me, Nick! This is crazy!" Maxwell blurted out, silencing the medic. "You're running about this place that I have no clue about and are finding things that are able to help you? Along with that, we're wasting time. Valuable time to which we should be rendezvousing with the others to fight against McCullough! Remember, we were supposed to do a job and help the Northern army get rid of this problem. Yet here were are, spending it to… to save… save this ape?"

"Max, look. I know this seems crazy. Ridiculous even… but you have to trust me."

"Trust!?" Max spoke up. "You're asking me to trust you? After what? Spending nearly two years together, I thought we had nothing but trust with each other," Max continued with a angry frown. "I feel like I don't even know you. What are you hiding from me and the others? Are you really from Sacramento?"

There was a long silence between the two men with nothing but the heavy labored breaths from the ape. Nick rounded his head to regard his charge before turning back around to face the other soldier who stood stock still in front of him.

"No… I'm not… from Sacramento… I… I'll tell you more… I promise. But we can't talk about this now. We need to help him," Nick spoke up as he turned to look down at the ape. "He's dying and he needs our help. Please help me, Max. Please."

Maxwell's dark eyes darted from Nick to the ape lying behind him before he took in a deep breath and heaved out a sigh.

"Fine," Max spoke up, throwing one hand into the air as he walked on over. "Once we help this ape though, and we get him situated, you're telling me everything. You got that? You tell me why you know so much about this place, why you need to help this chimp right here and what is really going on."

"I promise. I swear," Nicholas responded with a weary breath.

Max narrowed his eyes on the medic for a few moments longer before he puffed out a breath.

"I can't believe it. I can't believe I'm doing this," Maxwell said aloud once more.

"Thanks Max. I owe you for this. I really do," Nick thanked the other man.

"Just," Max huffed out. "Just tell me what you need help on," he said in a defeated tone. "Also yes, you owe me big time," he finished, causing a small smile to form on Nick's lips as they got to work.

...

Safely distant from the human soldier's tents, the apes sat glumly around a small campfire of their own. Rex's death had casted a dark shroud over the gathering as Caesar and the others stared bleakly into the fire, each coping with the gorilla's ugly fate in their own way.

Eventually Maurice had looked up from the flames and around at the others. He had learned the demise of Rex from both Rocket and Luca. He himself had not taken part of the violence that had occurred, as he had chosen to stay behind to watch over the horses and the human girl. But nonetheless he was still affected by Rex's death too.

"Now what do we do?" he had asked.

The first to break from the stupor was Rocket and the nearly hairless chimpanzee frowned as he answered.

"Wait till the soldiers go," he signed. "Follow them to the Colonel."

As the others signed to each other, Caesar said nothing, lost in his own thoughts at what had occurred tonight. He sipped absently from a canteen fashioned from a hollowed-out gourd before noticing that the girl child had sat down beside him at some point. She peered up at him curiously with what looked like concern featuring within her blue colored eyes. She alone, Cesar reflected, seemed to be untroubled by the night's disturbing events. Yet, she seemed to sense that things were not well among them.

He considered the girl, momentarily before he slowly turned away from her while still drinking from his canteen. He then saw Koba sitting at the other side of the fire by himself, staring grimly at the flames as well, seeming lost in his own thoughts too. Talking one final gulp, Caesar lowered the hollowed-out gourd and regarded the scarred bonobo, remembering how Koba had looked at him with that look of dread. Of all of the apes to consider, Caesar would have never thought to see Koba looking him at that kind of way. It baffled and confused him, enough to drive away his anger and hatred, if momentarily.

As Caesar continued to eye Koba however, he then noticed something strange. Blood slowly started to trickle down the bonobo's forehead, toward the rest of his face. Unable to move his body or even make a sound, Caesar couldn't help but stare in silence as he noticed the blood upon the bonobo, as if the other ape had been struck or damaged. Then he gaped as he noticed another figure of an ape, sitting right next to Koba. Rising sparks and smoke danced between Caesar, Koba and this new arrival, whose head was lowered ominously. Still alarmed and bewildered, Caesar watched as the other ape slowly lifted his head to reveal a familiar looking face, whose left side of his head was marred with old fishnet scars and dark green eyes.

"Pope?" Caesar breathed.

Pope grinned at Caesar across from the dancing fire between them, the flames casting a hellish red hue upon the deceased chimpanzee's smiling features who was also covered in blood and open wounds. Pope seemed to regard Caesar for a mere moment before his gaze wandered on over toward the scarred bonobo beside him and he gently wrapped an arm around Koba's shoulders. The simple notion caused the scarred bonobo to draw his limbs closer toward his body and head to lower. Pope's eyes then darted back to meet Caesar's, theirs suddenly turning into a glassy pale-green.

The look of death.

A hoarse voice then spoke from beyond the grave, echoing all around.

"Ape… not kill ape."

The traitor has been finally named! Did you all figure it out that it was Rex? There were multiple clues throughout the whole of the story to suggest that it was him. XD

But yes, more things are happening now. Pope is now haunting Caesar, Nick and Maxwell are probably on tense terms, Cornelius is refusing to eat, Winter is lost and so much more! But I do hope you all are enjoying it! Until the next chapter folks! Happy Readings!

Returning apes in this chapter:

Pope: The ape mastermind who started it all, in this version at least. But yes, Pope has made a slight return and is one of the demons affecting his mind right now.

Coral: Ajax's younger sister. She was briefly mentioned way back in chapter 38.