Miss Puppet’s Trance - IV

Under the stunned gaze of many extraordinary beings, Ravenna's performance was not over yet.

"Scan and construct a model." 

She calmly instructed, lifting her glasses towards the podium.

Swiftly, a three-dimensional projection of the podium before her appeared on the screen, accompanied by text:

Composition: Ninety-two percent of Birch Wood, eight percent of common metal.

"This is merely the tip of the iceberg of the many functions of this data system." 

Ravenna stated, folding up the screen and putting her glasses back on, her face expressionless as she looked down at the audience below.

Her petite figure, which was hardly imposing, commanded silence in the room, not through any physical presence, but through the enigmatic... data system.

"Some may argue that all these tasks can be accomplished by spells, albeit more laboriously — that is precisely why this system exists," she continued.