The shield wasn't expected, but even more unexpected was the burst of intense fire. It exploded against Chrom, throwing the prince off of his feet and sending him skidding across the room as his corpse cooked inside of his armor. There was a sickening, greasy smell as the flames consumed his cloak, eating away the edges, and his sword clattered to a stop against the edge of the room.

Unless someone was quick on the draw with healing, there could be no question as to Chrom's fate.

He was dead.