Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Pyrokinetic is hardly reliable. Particularly since Fintan and I have a
history.” Luzia glanced over her shoulder, probably making sure no
one was listening, and Sophie found herself staring at Luzia’s pointed
ears, wondering how small the world must’ve been all those thousands
of years ago. Apparently it was fairly small, since Luzia added, “One of
the five Pyrokinetics who died during Fintan’s ill-advised Everblaze
lesson was a close friend of mine. So I was one of the louder advocates
of banning the ability. Perhaps this is Fintan’s way of settling that
score. Tying my name in with whatever horrors he and Vespera have
worked up, trying to drag me down with them, using claims so vague
it’s impossible for me to concretely defend myself.”
Sophie sighed.
She was getting very tired of having the people she didn’t trust
make so much sense—especially since they were contradicting each
other.
But she still had questions. “What’s the Vacker legacy?”
“How am I supposed to know?” Luzia argued. “A legacy is rarely
one thing. And it’s generally defined by those outside looking in,
rather than those living it. That’s like me asking you what the
moonlark’s legacy is.”
Fair points.
“Fine. How do you think Vespera would define it?” Sophie asked
her.
Luzia shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine. You’re asking me
to speculate on how a disgraced fugitive I barely know would define
my family’s contributions to this world. The most I can say is she
probably doesn’t like us. Criminals tend to despise those on the side of
the law.”