Folding my wings in back of me, I took out both bombs and held them close to my chest, then let myself point downward. Let's see how they hand six hundred kilometers per hour. I thought, seeing the world streak by below me.
They pointed, they shot. I ripped the strings out with my teeth and aimed the bombs, dropping them when I was barely twenty meters off the ground.
And up! I raced towards the sky, hardly able to see anything because of my speed.

Hawk, Chapter 102