As if to kick the shocked Faldeus while he was down, the announcers on the news launched
into a hurried announcement.
“This is a follow-up to the weather report — observers report that the low-pressure system
that formed in western Las Vegas is currently rapidly increasing in force and has transformed
into a massive hurricane.”
“...?”
In the satellite image displayed on the TV, he was able to confirm an enormous hurricane
more than eight hundred kilometers in diameter.
“There is no precedent for such a development...”
“In Death Valley National Park, a sandstorm is...”
“Its projected course is a beeline for Snowfield...”
“...It really is going in a straight line, isn’t it? Is something like that possible?”
“It’s almost like the hurricane has a will of its own.”
“This is no time for jokes.”
It began to flow. A chaotic whirlpool of information.
Faldeus instinctively picked out the facts, looked half-resignedly up at the ceiling, and
muttered:
“Who’s doing this...? Which faction?
“What the hell... are they trying to summon to this city...?”

“Once you get here, I’ll restore you to your proper shape...
“Look forward to it, Gugalanna!”
Fate/Strange Fake, Volume 4, Bridge: One Day Above The Sky