Chapter 389 Die Right Here

• The silver blade tore through the air, a streak of deadly intent sparking against the friction.
• Annabeth's instincts flared, her eyes narrowing in alarm. Before she could react, a shadow cut across her line of sight.
• Severus moved like a blur. With a perfectly executed leap, his lithe form twisted mid-air. His leg arced with precision, connecting with the dagger and sending it hurtling back where it came.