Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Wylie and Tam both let out startled gasps and Sophie spun around,
feeling her mouth drop open when she saw how the light and shadows
shooting between them had formed a sort of expanding portal,
revealing a bridge of weathered white wood stretching over an endless
chasm.
But that couldn’t be, could it?
Where was the tower?
And then she realized: It must be the illusion Luzia designed.
Now anyone trying to find the alicorns would see a long bridge that
looked very uninviting instead of the tower hiding them, and—
A branch creaked again—much, much too close—and Sophie
whipped around, flinging her throwing star toward the sound.
SHHHHHHICK!
Someone yelped, and more branches crunched. Sophie charged
forward, hurdling a fallen log as she leaped to find . . .
Tarina.
With her back pressed tightly to the ground, her eyes wide as she
stared up at Sophie.
“Guess it’s a good thing I know how to dodge,” she said, sounding
genuinely shaken as she pulled herself to her feet and pointed to the
slice in her mossy garment—right across her chest.
Sophie leaned closer, not breathing again until she confirmed that
there was no blood. “I’m sorry! I . . . I guess I need to wait to see my
target before I throw.”
Tarina brushed the dirt off her shoulders. “That definitely helps.
But sometimes it’s not possible, so it’s important to try to keep track
of where your friends are. Though I suppose I should’ve remembered
that you’re armed and been clearer that it was me approaching.”