Vera was about to order someone to scout out the hospital room, taking advantage of the delay, when...
“A wasted effort.”
The grotesque Archer flapped the demonic wings that grew from his back, kicking up a wind charged with dense magical energy around him. The wind carrying sinister magical energy formed a number of small whirlwinds and began to catch the smoke as if devouring it.
“How are we supposed to deal with this shit...?” One of the officers asked, his cheek twitching.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 5, Chapter 15 ("Gold & Lions II")