Pipe POV
The image was same that I saw in my knife.
Anabeth kneeling in front of Kronos and and tears rolling down her cheeks.
Kronos standing in front of Anabeth with an evil smile and about to swing his Scythe.
I knew this will happen and yet I was not able to save her.
I failed her.
I cannot change the future.
Kronos swung his Scythe.
Everyone cried out loud "NO....................."
Everything went in slow motion.
An arrow came from no where and was about to hit Kronos when he ducked at the last moment.
I looked at the direction from where the arrow came.
A figure was standing on the top of Thals's tree.
Hood covered its face. Blocking the sun rays. Some strands of long black hair were flying in air. A bow ready in hand and an arrow in another hand. Knife was on its waist
