“For now, would you mind hearing us out? If you desire a fight, well, it is the Holy Grail War, so I’d be willing to accept, but...”
Sigma eyed the man warily, unsure of his intentions. One of the “shadows,” however, laid a hand on Sigma’s shoulder.
“Let it go,” the old shadow in an outfit that reminded Sigma of a Japanese temple advised him.
“...”
“The man in front of you is probably fast enough to dodge rounds from that ‘assault rifle,’ or whatever you call it. As you are, you have no hope of victory.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 4, Interlude ("The Boy Does Not Believe In God")