The Diarchy is under stress as war seems inevitable with the changelings after the invasion at the wedding. The world waits with bated breath, and nations get ready to draw their lines in the sand as two great powers begin a titanic clash

Caovia has been torn asunder by centuries of warfare, the Caovish Wardens and Mesean Colonials fighting over mud, blood, and ash with no end to the carnage in sight. Something unexpected is coming for them though, something that will change their histories and the histories of nations they yet to know even exist.

Connor Devins, a Sergeant in the Caovish Army, is put on a night raid of their opponent's trenches. Armed with a trusty rifle and his experience, something that is a precious commodity in these times, he goes out into the dark.

In celebration of the 1.0 release of Foxhole, I'm going to try my hand at a military fic. No I am not and have never been a soldier or had experience with the military in real life, nor am I an expert on Foxhole lore or even FIM lore so liberties will be taken there. I will, however, accept any criticism and/or knowledge of mentioned subjects so I can better the story