“The Eye Linc was watching shot upward twenty feet in a convulsive jerk, hung there for an instant, then started a wobbling decent. There were two holes in it. It skimmed the heads of the men, coming for Linc's group. Tears streamed out of the corners of it, dripping to the ground like a trail of rain. And as it neared Linc, blood started to come, seeping from the holes, mixed with fluid.”
Book:The Flying Eyes