You push deeper into Aristocrat space; destroying vital infrastructure and flattening ancient thousand year old forests and wetlands as you go. Passive defense from the drones and ecosystems is enough to expend much of your forces; not to mention constant exposure to Aristocrat bioweapons causing causalities. All exposed are sealed in quarantined stasis pods, but even that is not enough, and the society seemed to be rapidly adapting and evolving their weapons to even work in very cold stasis-temperatures; making the stasis pod more like a sealed tomb, and even some migrators have been infected and unfortunately killed. With several big losses, the war is dragging on a bit harder then you'd like...

Suddenly, a soldier contacts you directly.

"Look, your Majesty! I killed an Aristocrat!"
"...That's a bird, private. Urgi are three times as big as that and they barely are big enough to have a brain required for high levels of intelligence."
"Your majesty," The Threemind interjects. "...How many wild, animal birds do you know that wear tactile gold bangles and bracelets?"
"Hmm... Soldier, where did you shoot down this bird?"
"It was flying overhead, sire, I think signaling towards some drones across the ridge; warned them as we were coming. We didn't even use our burners on the hillside; so no smoke to alert them either."
"Hmm... if an Aristocrat can be a bird, that can only mean one thing. Anyways, Soldier, good work, I'll make sure you're promoted after this mission. Make sure to give that featherhead to the science team; we need to investigate."
"Aie, your Majesty! Right away!"

You turn away from the screen, deep in thought.

"Hmm... The life machine. We must be getting close."