Michael watched as the golden nanoparticles swirl around his skin, forming clumps and nebulous clouds with such spontaneity and freedom that he thought they had a mind of their own.
He felt as if he could somehow control these nanoparticles to do his bidding. His thoughts created waves and spikes of activity amongst these sand-like particles. But the extent of his control wasn't that big. The best he could do was make the nanoparticles form very vague shapes.
After playing around with it for a few hours, he was able to completely cover his hands and wrists with the nanoparticles like some kind of tight-fitting glove.
He tried to manifest more nanoparticles so that he could cover his entire body like armor, but it seemed that this was his limit for now.
For now, he would call these his Golden Gloves.
These nanoparticles weren't just some normal material. They were both corporeal and incorporeal at the same time.
