Cloaked underneath the moonlit night, a presence soars through the darkened sky, her wings poised with the twin DB 603E V-12 liquid-cooled piston engines humming the song of sweet death. Uhu's camouflaged presence is of an unmistakable predatory focus, as she echoes her voice to speak of a dominance only a rare few possesses.

Serene, isn't it? The night itself is a territory very few dares enter. I, He 219, however, embodies its nature, this is my hunting ground, and none shall escape my sight.