A blow imbued with divinity shook the earth. But it was not the mysterious archer who had launched it.
“...What?”
Tine, who had peeked her head out from Vimana’s rear seat, could not believe what she was seeing. Just as the archer had been about to unleash the power of his cloth, a horse had appeared out of nowhere, and the girl riding it had landed behind him.
Her age was probably between 16 and 18. At the very least, she did not look like she could be more than 20. Her long hair was neatly gathered at the back of her head. The healthy tone of her skin was wrapped in a peculiar garment of soft cloth and leather.
The girl, who gave an overall impression of activity, soundlessly approached the archer from behind with a look of cold dignity on her face.
“...?”
Gilgamesh furrowed his brows. The archer, noticing his gaze, tried to turn... and the girl’s fist embedded itself deep into his cloth-covered face.
The sound of the impact seemed like nothing less than an explosion. The archer’s body was launched with the force of a bullet to lodge itself in the side of another small eminence, which then began to crumble.
After a moment of silence, a simple fact dominated — the girl’s slender arm had sent a man on whom the Noble Phantasms Gilgamesh fired from his Gate of Bayblon had had no effect flying. The girl glared at the pile of rubble that had buried the archer alive with eyes filled with a powerful hate, then glanced behind her at Tine and Gilgamesh, and declared:
“That fiend is my prey. Do not interfere.”

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 2, Chapter 6 ("Day 1, Noon")