Namek
As they get closer to them, they hear whispers from the two soldiers at the back. Weirdly, the helmet on the first soldier begins to disappear, fading away.
"Freedom... finally"
A lot of energy transfers to the front soldier, his fist lighting up as he fights against the influence of the core. The rear soldiers clasp their heads as they do the same, fighting, fighting for a grip on reality.
"Pain of another kind. Pain..."
"Freedom... after all these years"
Then, the soldier punches Reyarteb with lightning force, so fast and strong that even her reflexes would not be enough to counter the punch.
"They didn't mistreat us. But they didn't understand us either"
As the soldier retracts his fist, he begins to fade away, starting from his hand, all the way up his arm, slowly at first.
"The needs of mortals is nothing to the dead. But treat your allies kindly, give them an ear, give the hurt and injured a helping hand. For nothing is greater than that."
At this, the first soldier almost fades away. The only part left of him is his fist, glowing. The other two soldiers remain there, but they too, are beginning to fade.