Was Memel losing her mind? Her fighting spirit?
No. It dawned on Lemina—this was a display of overwhelming composure, a show of confidence bordering on arrogance. What was this Spiritual Evocation for? What was its true purpose, and why did it evoke such a reaction from Memel, who seemed far more tense than Lemina about the Doubles Grail War?
Finally, Gagam Istorre's transformation reached its peak. The structure and colour of his left eye had morphed entirely, resembling that of a reptile. A single, chilling phrase escaped his lips: "Found them."

A wave of primal loathing washed over Ragnar Lodbrok as he sensed their stalker's gaze. Unlike the silver maiden's arcane aura, this was the intense, unwavering gaze of a predator, a snake fixated on its prey. The warrior flinched slightly, oblivious to the subtle difference between a dragon and a snake.
He couldn't spare a moment to listen to the music playing through his iPod nano earbuds. Instinctually, he shielded the girl hovering beside him on the rooftop. But that was all he could manage. They were out of time.

Fate/Lost Einherjar, Chapter 3