Rinoa gaped as the old woman suddenly seemed to turn back the years. She didn't understand. She saw what was happening, saw Matoya fall, youthful in death, and Minwu holding her. The entire scene reminded her of what happened when a Sorceress transferred her powers before she died.

"She..." There was no point in stating the obvious. Rinoa spread her hands helplessly, looking up at the myrrh tree which seemed to have attracted Minwu's attention. "What is it? What's going on?"