Once the sun was properly up, they made better time and arrived at the abbey before it reached its zenith at sexts. Here a strange sight met their eyes. The walls of the abbey were fallen, yet the strongly fortified chapel-keep stood still. No enemy was currently assaulting it however, for among the ruins of the abbey's walls and in the fields outside where the monks grew their meagre crops and kept their flocks, the skaven were engaged in battle with the undead army of Kemmler.

The Duke smiled - surely the Lady had favoured them this day to catch two enemies warring in this way. He ordered all to dismount and to bow their heads in prayer for the Lady to bless them with victory and protect them from injury at the hands of dishonourable weapons. While Sir Robert bent his head, there came the sound of approaching horses, as the prayer finished he looked up and saw a questing knight in a white surcoat charged with blue fleur-de-lys addressing Duke Tancred, while other questing knights stood around.

After a short while, the Duke spoke to his forces, saying "Surely here is a portent of victory, aid sent by the Lady to strengthen us in our hour of need! Here is the noble paladin Sir Etien de Rochefort and a company of paladins devoted to the Quest for the Holy Grail. They have been led to our aid by visions sent to them in their dreams, and will lead us to victory today on the field of battle!". Swiftly then, the Duke made his deployments, yet ordered nobody to advance until the signal was given. From his position with the knights errant, Sir Robert could see the battle developing. Although he itched to enter combat, he understood the wisdom of waiting while the enemy forces weakened each other. At last, after what seemed like hours of waiting, the Duke ordered the advance to be sounded and he found himself yelling and screaming with the others as they charged into the valley of Maisontaal to engage with the enemy.