The Ignus have destroyed too many of our own for us to be allies. I like you June, and I've always respected your strength, but we cannot let these [i]robots[/i] destroy what we have worked so hard for. The choice is yours... Us, Or them

The Ignus have acted on their own before our treaty, but now, these ones bow to me. I will do my part to have them provide relief, but you must do the same. Our soil is saturated with the blood of the innocent you and your allies have killed. No fruits can be born from them now. And yet... *hands you a withering flower* This is the last of its kind, born in these forsaken fields. A symbol, from the deceased to you. May you reflect on your sins, and savor their last offer of peace before it dies too...