As the sun rose, so did the knights. The morning guards were quick to go around and stirr everyone from their slumber. Penelope let out a quiet groan as she felt someone prod her shoulder. The female knight was still tired from the day before and was far from eager about another battle. "Come on Penelope. We have to get moving." Tomas sighed as he prodded her again. She reluctantly opened her eyes and sat up, giving a small nod as she ran a hand through her hair. "I'm up.. I'm up." she mumbled drowsily. Standing up, she looked around at the battalion as her comrades readied for the second battle. A few knights were having a quick breakfast before they had to leave while others were already falling in formation behind Edward who was conversing with his lieutenant. Tomas headed off to wake up others and Penelope shifted her gaze over to Gavin, who was already up and waiting for the knights to take off. She walked up to him and offered a faint smile. "How are you doing?" She asked softly. "I'm fine." he replied with a shrug. Gavin glanced down at at the ground and shuffled his feet. "I just want to get back to camp at this point." "One more win and we'll get there." She assured him with a firm nod. Penelope paused before adding, "I'm really sorry about Alan, Gavin.. I know he was a good friend to you." Gavin stiffened and looked off to the side before giving a small nod. The female knight gave him a small look of pity before turning her head to look over at Mia as she spotted the baroness mounting her horse. It appeared to be time to leave as she rode her way to the front of the battalion, gathering the attention of the others. "Time to go." Penelope mumbled. --- It was midday by the time the battalion reached Grimsby. Penelope remained near Gavin, only giving him a little bit of space every now and then as she occasionally chatted with Olivia who walked nearby. Mia didn't seem to mind her absence at the front, in fact, Penelope guessed that the baroness had partly expected it. With Gavin still grieving, Penelope wanted to keep an eye on him during this next fight, worried what might become of the male knight if she didn't. He would be able to get over his grief eventually but it was much too soon to expect him to be over it by now. Mia and her forces approached the southern part of the town while Edward took the rest of the battalion to swing out and attack from the east of the village. The plan was to flush out the Younisians by pinching their forces between the two Brerratic ones to drive them back towards the border. Penelope shifted nervously as she awaited the battle's beginning. This time the fight would be a little more direct on the village, which meant that if Crow was fighting, he would not have as an easy a time keeping out of it as the last battle. Her gaze scanned over what she could see of the village, clenching the hilt of her sword anxiously. She prayed that the thief would stay out of the battle's path and drew her sword at Mia's signal. It was time for the second battle.