“Foolish... If you had drawn it, you would not have to die,” the archer whispered, then stretched out his free right hand to his side.
A new cloth materialized in it. At first glance it appeared to be a sash painted with a plain design, but those capable of viewing things from another perspective would immediately be able to tell how strange it was.
“That is unmistakably... a Noble Phantasm...!”
Even to Tine’s eyes, the magical energy coating that sash seemed abnormal. When Gilgamesh saw that cloth, so coated in a divine aura so thick that it seemed an actual god must have used it, his eyes narrowed slightly.
“It differs somewhat from the gods I know, but it seems the principle is the same...”
It was a Noble Phantasm that held no interest for the self-proclaimed misotheist Gilgamesh. He was, however, curious to see what transformation the archer might now display. His Gate of Babylon had proved ineffective, so there was no sense in a surprise attack. Gilgamesh struck an imposing stance, and waited for his opponent to act with half-expectant eyes.
“...”
The archer smiled behind his cloth, and made ready to unleash the power of his Noble Phantasm. A few second later, a blow imbued with divinity shook the earth.

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