Some souls hesitated, sensing the strength of the ancestral bond. A few fell back seeing how united they were, unwilling to challenge such power. But others surged forward, their desperation and defiance giving them form and ferocity. These were the ones who would not yield without a fight as they knew the benefit if they won.
A phantom of the branch appeared above Ezinne's head, from the branch extended grew lights like roots that connected each ancestral soul around, covering them in the same green glow as Ezinne.
The ancestral souls each taking up a position to shield and support her. In their hands grew out a green weapon, which they used to fend off the attacking souls.
