In the short moment before the Noble Phantasm was unleashed, the knight held on to me and jumped into the water. We were swallowed by the violent torrents, and though it was impossible to tell which way was up, the knight never loosened his grip on me. To make sure I didn’t get swept away, his body contorted to an unusual position, so strange that I couldn’t imagine that a regular person could pull them off.

Before the cold water took my consciousness from me, I thought I heard something.

“—Ihihihi! How troublesome you are, idiot Gray!”

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: The Atlas Contract (Upper); Chapter 2, Part 5