Smoke rose in the distance, all in the camp knew battle would come soon. Children from the future joined The Shepards one by one, Frederick knew they were tested in battle countless times in their own future but he still knew the were too naive and head strong. Their skill matched their parents but mentally they were damaged and reckless. On Chrom's order they road to the soon to be bloodied battlefield. Frederick stayed near the front along side Chrom, he could not let a single blade come to the Exalt's skin.

Entering what was once a quiet village, the stench of blood filled the air. Screams could be heard but quickly blotted out by steel piercing flesh. Chrom seperated and fought along side his wife, with Lucina following closely. Frederick was calm but soon came under fire. Arrows sailed through the air, cracks of thunder heard striking the ground. 

"Damned bandits are taking advantage of the risen assaulting the area!" Frederick called to Stahl to help break through their lines. "Finally I can deal with these archer's and mages!" He galloped fool-hearty into the ranged attackers alone. He was not like the others he didn't have a wife and child, Frederick was his own solitary unit only relying on his own strength to protect those in this band of misfits.