Michael closed his eyes and commanded the Mini Drones to take off!
And as soon as he did, he felt a sharp pain in his mind. It was as if his very consciousness was splitting in a myriad of ways.
The agony was so severe that he had to curl up inside the bubble like a child, clutching his head as multiple knives cut through his brain.
And unbeknownst to him, his Drone remained dry, floating in the dark depths of the sea.
Then, in an explosive burst, multiple streams of nanoparticles exited out of its frame, each microscopic particle protected by that strange dual-powered shield.
They formed a geometric pattern around the Drone, with it acting as the nexus and the nodes starting to form from the stream of nanoparticles.
In a flash, the vague visage of a rectangular box began to form from the stream of nanoparticles. If Michael could concentrate, then he would have seen the formation of the new Mini Drones!
