A loud cheer went through the rows of men fighting in South Carolina when the news reached them that the war was won. It was over.

John Laurens looked back over his shoulder and heard the loud pang of a gun firing off, cutting the silence in half and seing a flicker of a bullet being sent towards him. Was this the end? The war was already over.

The sight of a body moving to in front of him caught his attention, and the person fell back in his arms as the bullet lodged in their side.