"I see a few hands. Well, here at Prometheus, we never stop innovating. And so, I would now like to announce the completion of our latest project." Turning around towards the mannequin, she took her sword off of her hip before activating it and quickly slashed it five times across the chest. Bright blue liquid came out, simulating blood. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present to you the Psyclone Medical Drone!" With Stella's last word, an unmanned aerial vehicle about the size of a Bullhead flew over before slowing down and hovering in the air above her. Opening a set of doors on the bottom, it deployed drones of varying shapes and sizes that fell, then hovered in the air around the fallen mannequin. "The average medical response time for a Category A life-threatening situation is eight minutes. A Psyclone should arrive within the span of two right after the call. A drone latched onto the mannequin's neck, taking a sample of its 'blood' and analyzing it for allergies before injecting in a calculated dosage of the proper fluids. Then, a number of circular drones loaded with gravity dust lifted the mannequin, suspending it in air while another cut its shirt open. After that, the rest of the drones closed in and began working on the patient as multiple holograms appeared in the air displaying what they were doing. Some were cleaning the 'wounds', some repaired vessels and organs, some formed hard-light constructs to temporarily connect blood vessels before they were reconnected by other drones, and as everything was repaired, the wounds were sutured. Once the entire surgical operation was completed on the spot, the gravity drones lowered the mannequin back to the floor. Stella smiled out at the crowd. "What do you guys think of that? Pretty cool?"