“Lord Gilgamesh!”
Tine, on the top floor of Crystal Hill, viewed the king who was her Servant, not through a farseeing spell, but with her naked eyes.
Gilgamesh was being forced upward to the height of their base on the building’s top floor.
His golden armor was completely engulfed in an even more radiant band of light and it was no longer possible to perceive his figure.
Not only Tine, but also the other nearby members of her tribe were wide-eyed.
The pillar of light that grew into the heavens from the church roof had ascended so high that its end could not be seen.
Not even the King of Heroes could be engulfed in that torrent of power and emerge unscathed.
Tine, sensing that, was on the verge of using a Command Spell to recall him... when she sensed Gilgamesh’s magical energy swell within the pillar of light.
It might be more accurate to say that massive concentrations of magical energy had appeared around him.
It was the same thing that he had been doing all along.
Merely firing Noble Phantasms from his treasury out of empty space.
Only... the natures of the Noble Phantasms he deployed were a little different.
The myriad of Noble Phantasms, although each shrouded in immense magical energy, formed a single, titanic surge that coiled around the torrent of light itself, dispersing the light by brute force.
The Noble Phantasms that he had so far fired monotonously now displayed complex movements like those of a gigantic serpent.
But Gilgamesh was not using magical energy to control his armaments—golden chains that reached out of thin air on all sides were entangling the swarms of Noble Phantasms and forcefully adjusting their trajectories.
Gilgamesh emerged from the dispersed light and, by gathering together the rain of Noble Phantasms, transformed them into a waterfall that plummeted earthward accompanied by a furious surge.
It was like a great, golden dragon devouring the light Saber unleashed as it advanced.

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