Leonel's Dream Force surged, enveloping the puppet forms of his brothers. His face immediately went pale under the strain. Compared to resurrecting a soul that had just fallen and this, the difficulty was several orders of magnitude separated.
In that instant, Leonel didn't hesitate to purge the souls he still had under his control. They would only last for a few more hours regardless, between that and his brothers, the answer was all too obvious. The only one he kept in his possession was Simeon because he still hadn't finished asking all the questions he needed to just yet.
Slowly, Leonel extricated what remained of his brother's soul, slowly nurturing them to the point they became whole once more. But, rather than taking the final step and giving them form, he brought the silver tablet forward.