"I AM UNITY!"
A thin blade pierced through Ayet's torso before he could monologue further
"You are fallen"
comes the voice of a matte black warrior with four floating limbs one of them clutching the rapier that was driven through Ayet.
"You are impure"
comes a softer feminine voice connected to a conglomerate of elaborately patterned red cloth with detailing in golden threads, caked with wax from the flaming thing's candle like body, a golden censer-like crown decorated them.
Pallid flames gently washed over Ayet as they spoke
You are no longer required
That last sentence came from a barely visible figure, little more than a hazy shimmer in a humanoid form. with a voice that seemed silent and yet could be heard clear as day.
Ayet gasped as the haze drove a claw into his chest causing the armour to buckle
"NO! I AM THE EPITOME OF PURITY! THINK ABOUT IT! WHO BETTER TO INSTATE PEACE THAN ME!?"
I couldn't care less
"CURS! FILTH ARGHHH RAGHHHH UBASHAAAAAAA!"