Chrom is patrolling outside the camp alone against Robin and Frederick’s warnings. he is fully confident that he can face the odd bandit lurking nearby. It's been a long day for him, and he wishes for a moment of peace to clear his head away from the war councils and the battles. It's a peaceful evening, and the scouts have not turned up with anything alarming.

Behind the trees, he hears a noise. Someone is there. He draws his sword. carefully he steps out.

'Show yourself," he demands