'You're the one who's going to die!" Zachary said coldly, as though he was the Grim Reaper himself.

'W-What are you talking about?" Wesley asked, almost dropping his dagger in fear.

Zachary had not moved an inch from his position at the door, but Wesley's hand holding the dagger was already trembling uncontrollably.

Before Wesley could react, Zachary squinted and snatched the dagger out of his hand, then pinned him down onto the ground in the process before he could even ...