The Guardians unleash an unknown weapon which removes any target in its sights. The Coalition, unable to counter the new threat, continues to fight while taking catastrophic losses. When the Coalition announces its surrender, all of its Anomweld facilities and much of its infrastructure is lost. The Coalition prepares for the worst but watches on as the Guardians seal off their lands behind unbreachable walls and force tech. The Coalition is left to rebuild on the smoking ash of its former glory.
This defeat sends shockwaves across the Coalition. For generations the fear, disdain and hatred stoked towards the Guardians had ignited an inextinguishable conquest to rid the planet of their kind but now all was lost. The defeated began to look within for a place to lay blame and infighting quickly erupts between different castes and creeds looking to place the cause of the loss squarely at each other’s feet. It is a dark time for the Coalition as grabs for control spring up all across its lands. From the ashes, a new power begins to consolidate as names of legend begin to meet face to face after an eternity of solitude. Taking advantage of the chaos, this new Coalition rises slowly and with unwavering drive they begin to reform old allegiances and crush disorder. The Primarshals rise.