Wars are won by my employ, you need me for games to enjoy. I have great potential and am kind of essential. A bankers delight I am capable of flight. Nothing is free from me. I might weigh little, but the guilty are crushed under my weight.

I’m a tunnel of thunder where magnets reign, I see through the flesh but cause no pain, I never touch, yet I reveal what’s within

I move yet never wander, I sway but never fall. I rest where weary bodies sit, And creak a gentle call.

A time traveler in a plastic shell, spinning memories caught in a magnetic spell, rewinds the past with a gentle whir, capturing frames without a blur.

I thrust my blade in shoulder deep. Then I twist, know no defeat. Despite all this I never kill, just return to duel whenever willed. Ender of wards and remover of chains, to get hold of me criminals take great pains