“...Peck.”
That softly muttered word became a weighty curse scattered over the area.
John and the Berserkers were forced to retreat before the force of a horizontal swipe of his great bow.
Alkeides took advantage of that momentary opportunity to fire the multiple arrows in his hand at once.
In the twinkling of an eye, the shafts metamorphosed into birds of war with bronze beaks and talons, which launched themselves at the distortion in space on the sidewalk down Main Street.
The distortion was torn at with each pass of the magical-energy-shrouded birds, revealing the figure of a young man in what had appeared to be empty space.
“Whoa! P-P-Play ball!”
The young man disturbed the surrounding air currents to avoid the birds’ attacks while he hastily erected a mystical barrier.

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