"I wasn't lying when I said I wanted the Fire Dragons to carry the torch Pharek dropped." Lith looked her in the eyes. "The bloodline of the apprentice to whom Ripha entrusted the Ears is broken.
"All of Pharek's techniques and secrets are lost forever. If the Fire Dragons have to learn how to use the Ears from scratch, it will be decades before they can even come close to tapping into its true potential.
"I have no intention of sharing Ripha's lessons with them, but we owe the Fire Dragons that much. We owe it to Valtak."
"Is it me, or are we missing context here, Nyka?" Kalla asked.
"It's not you, Mom. I'm completely lost, too."
Solus pondered the issue for a while before answering.
"I'm not fully convinced, but I agree with most of your reasoning." She paced around the room. "This is not only about us or Kalla, it's also about keeping Mom's legacy alive. Mom?"
"Yes, darling?" Ripha tilted her head in confusion.
