Innumerable weapons, born from the Earth, launched themselves into the air. Threading his way through all of them, Saber closed in on the long-haired Heroic Spirit and unleashed a sharp right hook.
His opponent quickly dodged back, but Saber stepped in to match him and threw out a slanting left uppercut.
Again the Heroic Spirit dodged, but Saber’s fist past through a lock of his waving hair, and several strands fell, neatly severed, to the ground. The force of the blow had turned Saber’s fist into a blade sharp enough the slice through hair swaying in the breeze.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 3, Chapter 8 ("Day 1, Afternoon")