Gilgamesh had only just been summoned when he and Tokiomi Tohsaka were sent here.
At least Tokiomi hadn't used the Command Seals in his hand to order Gilgamesh around.
Instead, he had treated him with great courtesy, even humility, placing himself in the role of a "servant" at Gilgamesh's side.
Truthfully, if Tokiomi hadn't directly summoned Gilgamesh back just as he was showing off in front of a whole group of Heroic Spirits, making him fly into a rage, his "manners" would have been perfectly acceptable.
After all, whether in life or after death, Gilgamesh had always cared most about his people—the people of Uruk. He might not grant every request, but he was certainly generous and magnanimous.
Unfortunately, Tokiomi was exactly the sort of man who dropped the ball at the crucial moment. He had put on a flawless show of respect, but deep down, he still regarded Gilgamesh as a "familiar." Yes, to most magi, weren't Servants just familiars? Stronger than usual, perhaps, and with a degree of independence.
Well, it wasn't as if he didn't deserve to be betrayed.
Gilgamesh's anger sent golden ripples spreading behind him, and a mass of chains shot toward Li Shuwen.
They raced toward him at astonishing speed, aiming to ensnare him.
But thanks to Li Shuwen's agility—and the fact that he wasn't a "god"—he managed to dodge them with relative ease, though not without some difficulty.
Just then, the Nameless Heroic Spirit charged in from the other side.
Li Shuwen had broken through the previous Tsubame Gaeshi, but that didn't mean the Nameless Heroic Spirit was out of options.
After all, Tsubame Gaeshi was only one of his more commonly used techniques.
And there was one advantage to being a counterfeit:
If the original was destroyed, then it was truly gone.