"As long as I get to place at least one well thought out hex on them, as well," Ryland muttered. Preferably one that made them cry.
He skipped down to the next item on the list and kept assembling ingredients. Anything to make this happen faster. Then if this one wasn't right, either, they could move on to the next one more quickly. And the one after that.
"How did any of the kids know how to do this, anyway?" It seemed a little..advanced.