"Huh. Kinda like slapshot drills," Casey said, finishing up his plate. Thinking about it, hockey practice was basically the same thing as running combat drills for him. Considering his weapons of choice and all.

Pfft, Greg's gone completely red. "Yeah! Got the right seeds and you could make some pretty wicked hybrids! Like thorn bushes that poison the Nox the moment they touch it!"