[It's something Shun can understand more and more with each faint word he hears from the souls - whatever it is they're here for, he can at least be sure they're familiar with her - and it's a battle not dissimilar to ones he's fought himself. Sympathy isn't his strongest point, but a somewhat understanding look passes over his face as she speaks in that tone and breathes with that difficulty, and when he replies, it's with a weighty, knowing edge to his voice.]

All you can do is act on what you know their wishes are. And nobody would want to be dragged out of rest to become something like this.

[With a smooth, precise motion, he lashes out with one leg into the knees of one of the corpses, a crack ringing out as it topples onto another of the bodies and brings them both down. While they're incapacitated, Shun grabs the head of another of the encroaching bodies and sends his power flowing into it, gritting his teeth as he feels the drain and the body crumples in on itself, blowing away into dust.]

Then I'll help for as long as I can keep this up.