Rina finished up the dishes.The one thing that bothered her about her husband was his remaining need to stay a soul reaper.she sighed seeing the two legal documents of two children being admitted into the academy for soul reapers. She had nothing to do with the society because of a small secret. There was a traitor among their ranks. One that wanted her dead, and would not stop till he either has her dead, or is able to get her zanpockto.<br/><br/>The bakery was the store she owned and it was also a place for her children to call home. Her hands ripped the hair tie out , and then she made her way for the training grounds. It was always better to practise her skills than not. But there was a terrible secret, one she wished not to be revealed. If she could mask the power it would keep them all safe. Her hands wisped out a mod soul that would take over her body and force her into soul reaper form.<br/><br/><br/>She walked into the training ground closing her eyes as her feet landed on her great grandfather's home made training ground, her zanpackto had a red, and black hilt. But that wasn't the secret power. Her bankai was no secret. Her hands reached in-between her chest pulling out 7 cards. The plan here was to take the 7 cards and put siritual power into them, which could be used in two diffrent ways the offensive, and defensive. Since the technique was fairly new it was at the stage of power a regular soul reaper would be. So when in real battle right now her zanpockto would be best.<br/><br/>After the cards lit up in a bright light  her hand motioned for 3 to hit rocks and four to create a barrier. So far neither were really that great. It was then that she sensed another pressence. Her eyes opeing immediatly as the cards dropped. Had one of the children caught her?