Aetas stopped, and as Ichigo caught up she opened her palm. It swirled with a misty lavender light once more. She closed it and continued walking, her staff resting casually on her shoulder. She let a small half smile cross her tentative face. She just gave him the ultimate gift of knowledge. Her clan had but one weak point when it came down to it. Of course, any one could get battered in a fight, or simply meelee, but this was different. One hit and it was all over. She sighed. A small moonbeam played around the tip of her staff.