It surprised him how much combat evolved since he first marched in formation into war. If the advent of aerial surveillance and trench warfare proved anything, it was that humankind never passed up an opportunity to kill their fellow man.
This was ironically the ideal war for a vampire. In the past men met on a battlefield and were either defeated or left as the victors. All of it was done under the glory of the sun, where those like him dared not follow.
Now there was night combat, ideal for his kind. They huddled together in trenches that remained in place for months at a time. When they finally break through, I’ll have to stay behind.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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