The Great Mediator

Archer from Fate/SN looks like Boomhauer

I am the bone of my dang ol’ sword, man Steel is my dang ol’ body, man, and fire is my dang ol’ blood I have created dang ol’ over a thousand blades, man Unknown to dang ol’ Death, Nor dang ol’ known to Life, man. Have withstood pain to create many dang ol’ weapons Yet, those dang ol’ hands, man will never hold anything So as I pray, man, dang ol’ Unlimited Blade Works. man

Nothing gets me more than an antagonist who should, by all means, be death or battered to the point where they shouldn’t be able to stand up again, but they do. They get up, but they don’t “unleash their true power” or anything, they don’t transform into their next form, no, it’s the very same enemy you were fighting seconds ago, still battered, bruised, beat, but they refuse to stay down. They also got to this point of the story riding on something, wishing for something, fighting for something, enduring loss, agony, and regret for something they truly want to obtain or to see, and so, they stand up. They barely can hold their balance, an arm may be broken, an eye might have stopped working, but they are absolutely not defeated yet. They keep going, on and on, not in a stronger form, no, it’s definitely a far cry from their true strength, but their determination, their sheer willpower, the brazen doggedness with which they throw themselves at you, technique after technique, is utterly terrifying. They are the firebug that shines the brightest right before its death, the candle that burns twice as bright and lasts half as long, and they are not going down without a fight.

BIG SAME