Instantly, the Magical Tool materialized in my palm; it was in the form of a ring.
Without hesitation, I pictured the blueprint of a futuristic drone that moves and changes like a bird that is in the air. The Magical Tool was transformed by my command, conforming to the visual I had imagined. So it went its way.
The device changed its shape, its surface flowing as if it were molten.
First, the wings were revealed—the wings, scar, and talons of a bird of prey were reminiscent of the creature, but made of a different, lighter, and stronger material.
Maybe a composite or some alloy without a name I had.
The torso was lengthening and its diameter was decreasing until it was a sleek fuselage, but it was not reflecting the light; rather, it was absorbing it. A stealth design.
The tail got stable, and it was now two separated vertical fins, both had small lights that were flickering—sensors, embedded.
