your fears are justified

lord?
yes, archangel?
your trees are suffering, lord.
on earth? how so?
man. noxious fumes. over-development.
humans have done this? to my beautiful trees?
yes, lord. they're dying. along with many other creations.
this is not acceptable, archangel.
no, lord, it is not.
well, I have plans for humans. nobody messes with my trees and gets away with it.
are you thinking of summoning your avenging angel?
no. I'll take care of this myself. like on alpha centauri 6.
the former planet? the one that defines the term 'cataclysmic'?
that's the one.
it's burned into my memory, lord.
burned is the appropriate verb, archangel. heat up the brimstone vats, please.
yes, lord.
extra sulphur.
of course.