Feeling him tug her, Penelope flickered her gaze back to Crow. She gave a small nod at his suggestion of cover and quickly followed him. For now the knight relied on the thief for their next move. He had gotten her out of bad situations before and if anyone knew how to reamin low key, it was likely him more so that her. While Crow looked around, the knight took the chance to draw the second dagger from her other boot. Due to the attire she was forced to leave her sword in the wagon for the time being. While a sword was her preferred weapon, Penelope was also well trained in weilding daggers, though she felt safer with one in each hand. 

She gripped them for a moment and began to look around again until Crow's voice rang out. She had little time to react as he suddenly tackled her too the ground. The familiar swoosh of an arrow zooming over head filled her ears. So much for keeping low. Her blades fell out of her hands and now laid in front of her. As she quickly took in the situation of more enemies rushing them, she quickly scooped up the daggers and hurriedly rose to her feet. "I'll do what I can.." she muttered in response. 

With that said, she quickly dove into the fight. She picked out her first opponent with precision. He appeared to a thin, scragly man from waht she could see and he was weilding a sword. Penelope figured that she could perhaps disarm him and take the weapon for herself, provided she could find the time to do so. The knight was quick on her feet as she charged the man. He almost seemed a bit caught off guard by what looked like a peasant woman throwing herself into a very one sided skirmish. Still, he raised his sword to strike her. Penelope deflected the hit with her dagger as she hit the side of the sword in order to throw it off course. She swept to the side and went to lunge at the man. 

However, she was cut short as she noticed a dagger coming her way. She ducked away from the other man who had came to aid his alley. She snorted in annoyance, a small fire burning in her green eyes. Penelope moved quickly and scraped her dagger across the arm of the other man before he could pull back. The cut wasn't deep but enough to make him flinch and take a step back. Just then a sword was swung at her, making the knight gasp a bit in surprise as the blade nearly came into contact with her side but managed to jump away just in time. It was the same scrawny man from before. He quickly took a defensive stance, ready for her next attack. The knight charged forward, aiming for a direct attack. It seemed to have tricked the man quite nicely as she then suddenly dropped and swept her leg out. It hooked on to his and caused the man to become unbalanced. Seeing a chance, Penelope had to move quickly. With dagger boy now recovered from his minor wound, he seeked to attack her again. She didn't have the time to deal with him though.

Moving quickly, she avoid the dagger and used her fist to knock the off balanced man to the ground. She put her boot on his hand that wielded the sword and pressed down slightly until he finally released it with a small wince of pain. The knight tried to be quick and grab ahold of the sword before her other attacker could come at her again. However, she wasn't quite so lucky this time. Just as she began to turn around with the sword in her hand, a sharp pain made her let out a small cry. The other man had charged forward and sunk his dagger into her shoulder while she was distracted with the other weapon. The knight clenched her teeth and drove the sword into the foot of the man in order make him pull back. He let out a holler of pain and quickly stumbled away, favoring his foot.

Penelope cringed as she moved her shoulder. The wound was already bleeding rather noticeably and staining the sleeve of her clothing with red. It was just pain she would have to suffer through for now. Looking around she quickly saw that the fight wasn't quite over.