A country house weekend goes haywire when the guests and their hosts play a game of romantic musical chairs. A most delightful madcap comedy.
We are Kaleds. We are more than a match for weak, tattered, crippled relics of the war. Now approaching his 30th year, Davros is trying to get out of the Kaled military and into the Scientific Corps, determined to use his mind to create new ways to let the Kaled race survive the never-ending war with the Thals. But first he must undertake a mission into Thal territory. A mission that will introduce him to technology and hardware he could only dream of. And it just might teach him a few life lessons, too.
"That is our world out there. A chemical soup for a sky above and a scarred, radioactive wasteland below. It is purgatory. But we must make it paradise!" The Kaled city is now ravaged, and life has become one of fear, protected by a vast transparent dome that covers what remains of the city. The Thals undertake a desperate mission to take Davros away from his laboratories, and the Supremo must send a crack squad over enemy lines to retrieve his chief scientist.
'I find it fascinating that a living creature would subject itself to such dangerous experimentation. Knowing that it would die....' The Kaled and Thal races are at war. No one really remembers why or when it started, but generations of people on both sides have lost so very much. Born into an influential family is Davros. Now aged 16, he is being pulled in various directions. His father wants him to follow tradition and go into the military.
Logically, the war ends with one form of life in utter control of the world. All other life forms gone. That is the goal; that is the only true victory! Now established within the Science Elite, Davros and his team are pushing the boundaries of Kaled experimentation further and further forward.