Yumi blinked repeatedly and fell behind her friend. As the park came into sight she clenched her fist and white energy sprang from the cross on her left wrist, forming a great bow over five feet long, the ends coming to sharp points, the staff thin and flexible, and she spun it about her fingers without so much as a second thought. It was<em>Echirin</em>, known among the remaining Quincy by its distinctive brilliance and maneuverability as a weapon.